Well, evidently the morning ranger didn't get the memo from the evening ranger, at least as far as the knowledge that it was our desire to sleep late this morning, because he came knocking at the door just after 8:00, so I had to get up and take care of business with him. Too late to go back to bed, so we got up, had a leisurely breakfast, then saddled the horses for their one and only ride here. Rachel was already out riding by the time we got up, and back by the time we headed out, so we said our good-byes before hitting the trail. Good news, the trails are mostly dirt with only a few rocky spots, so boots weren't necessary, and the trail was very easy. Too easy, actually, for our taste, as it was entirely flat, and a good percentage of the trail, maybe half, was in or around open fields, with one even circling around a hazelnut orchard. The rest did get a bit more interesting, weaving in and out of trees of various ages in the wooded areas. Stopped at a couple of places where the blackberries were just bursting too ripe to ignore, and we even managed to get a few canters in, though Hubby is feeling a little low on confidence, after his fall and broken bones in July, and the pain of his new injury in his foot, but he managed it okay. He felt compelled to hang onto the horn (not surprisingly), but off course that threw off his balance, so he wasn't as happy about it as he would have liked, but we all enjoyed the ride nevertheless, about 6.66 miles in just over two hours. Spent some time in the afternoon working on logistics for the next couple of weeks, made a reservation for the weekend at Whitefish Horse Camp about 150 miles southeast of here, then settled in for the evening.
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