Here’s my post on looking back for a laugh at where I’ve been and oh….. the things we did.
Interacting with animals is one of our favorite things to do on a trip. When I’m away I am up for whatever is going down, a horseback ride in Turkey, an elephant ride in Zimbabwe or a camel ride in Australia, I’m there.
Who wouldn’t want to take a horseback ride through the farmlands of Turkey on gentle Sultan who was very tolerant of his inexperienced rider. As we were going down a steep rocky bank, I just hung on, closed my eyes and let the horse do his job.
Even though I look as comfortable here in the saddle as Dale Evans, (ah hem) the riding wasn’t the problem. It was the mounting that I recall. The first try to hoist myself to the horse’s back ended in sad defeat. The second try was not much better, and I pulled the saddle off to the side. I glanced quickly…
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