We are at R Lazy S Ranch in Jackson, Wyoming. FB here. The best guest ranch for riding, eating and having a lovely, relaxed, gloriously gorgeous time. Once you’ve been, you’ll come back as often as you can. I promise.
(First let me say… I have been struggling with the internet for the past several days… but I have found that if I write early, when no one else is using the internet, I can load more photos and get more done – in lesser amount of time. So, today I am writing after our first ride. Usually, I would wait for the end of the day.)
He has the sweetest eyes and face! He’s big (for me). Probably 16.1. My horses are all 15 or shorter.
Cash was born on the ranch. He’s now 10. I’ve heard that he is generally a Wrangler horse – so I felt honored to have him.
Smart, kind, alert, sensitive and very, very honest. I swear, the rest of our group was cantering on a trail, and he wouldn’t go until I gave him the cue. We were at the back. He absolutely listened to me. What a good boy.
Also, this year, I brought my own saddle. A world of difference in my ability to feel balanced and comfortable. I’m not a fan of big, shiny Western saddles. I have nothing against them, just that my tiny little Oompa Loompa lets are so short, they barely clear the saddle skirt. Very embarrassing and somewhat ineffectual on the horse. Maybe if I had a kid’s Western saddle… dunno. Anyway, happy that they let me bring my own saddle.
THE MORNING RIDE
Most of the guests went on the all day ride. I’m sure it was beautiful. Today is a perfect day here in Jackson , WYO.
Hubby wanted to do a ‘loping’ ride so that is what we did! He is on the horse he loved last year, Cochise. So, Hubby was very happy. I was on Cash and we shared our Wrangler Rob with Larry, a heart surgeon from back East.
I say Larry’s occupation only because it is so interesting to ride with people from all walks of life. For example, I finally got to ask a real cardiologist what he thought about the way my father died. It has been a minor mystery of mine for years. Now, solved!
Anyway, we started out slowly… then we’d trot a bit, just to get the feel, and then we’d lope. After a few lopes, we rearranged the horse order. Some do better in front… you know the drill. And then we went again – many times. Walk, enjoy, trot, enjoy, walk, enjoy, canter, enjoy…
My horse, Cash, seemed to enjoy the back of the pack. He purposefully held back so he didn’t have to eat any dust, and then we’d do our own thing until we caught up with the others.
I really like him.
The only thing we argue about is his head. If I collect him for any reason other than a trot/lope, he immediately pulls on the reins to get his head back before listening to my explanation. But, we are working on that.
I must say, he seems to know oral cues as well as let cues. I’m very impressed with him, even though he is yet to learn some tricks like true side passing and such, he is calm, sensible and ALIVE – and that’s all that matters.
We converse. And that is what I love best about riding.
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