We stopped and talked to folks about their horses and lending a helping hand when needed. Coming across children with their incredible joy towards the horse, I stopped for them to say hello and get a chance to just connect with this majestic creature. Then into busy town major streets, of course paying attention to the rules of traffic, slid my hat and nodded to the local police and sherfif. The police officer cocked a smile a wished us a great day. Upon my eyes I say a Denny's and with the noise my stomack was making my horse and I couldn't reconize whos stomack it was so we decided to stop for a grand slam! Unpacking my horses hay and tied him to the tree for shade. before I could turn , one of the waitress' came out with a tray full of water for my horse. I was so pleased to see that people do care and made my horse that much more confortable. Throughout the trip I had stopped at other places as well as traveling through streams unmarked and pastures that were grown with tall grass always being mindful of farmers crops.
When coming across to the destination of the nine mile creek I unpacked my horse and let him graze on the green grass and set aside hay for his enjoyment. The creek was flowing and I walked with my horse to get some water. Something about running water, how peaceful. As the horse was enjoying himself I set up camp hanging my pad, saddle and halters for proper drying thanks to the sun.
The next morning after a night of being awoke by the howling of cyotes, I packed my horse and headed out to the return to home. The ride home was just as exciting with the public knowing I would eventually return through the area, sent me off with a cheer.It was the most beautiful site of the most magnificent sunset as I returned home. My horse being a bit tired and me a bit wore, unpacked him brushed him down fed him and put him back in the pasture with alot of extra hay! He told the other pasture mates about his adventure they winnied at me thanking me and went off to play with his friends.
