Hello! 'tis a day for dreams to come true! When I was a little girl I was one of those who had a horse collection. Not real horses, but collectibles. I read every horse book known at that time. People from my generation would remember "Misty of Chincoteague." My favorite horse in my collection was a Palomino. Today I got to ride a Palomino for a 3 hour trail ride. A few times I almost cried. I sooooo loved it. Thank you, Lord, for helping this dream come true. There are trials in our lives like broken trucks, sickness, lost items, death, children moving away, but this was a day for happiness.
Here we are. This picture was taken in the middle of the trail ride but it is my favorite. Richard put this picture in his blog, but for some reason cut himself out of the picture. Uh Oh! Disclaimer, Disclaimer, Richard reads my blog! He said the picture of me he put in his blog was the one he took at the very beginning of the ride!I think he looks rather handsome. I still think he looks handsome. If you read his blog you would have heard his story of his horse, Geronimo. It was put at the end of the line of 17 tourists and 2 real cowboys. His horse was a lagger. You can see in some of the pictures that Richard took here he is sometimes way back. My horse's name was Mellow. It was hard for them to get us together for a picture. When Daniel, the cowboy, put them beside each other Geronimo started to bite Mellow on the neck. The cowboys said sometimes drama with horses is worse than high school girl drama. Anyway, he could only get one picture.
Here we are in the corral. They lined us up as groups that we came in.
Happy Trails!
It was quite dusty, but not too hot.
I looked at Richard's blog---all his pictures are tiny, but if you click on a picture it will be big.
This is showing the size of the "resort" This picture is showing the lake and part of the hotel
This picture I have moved to the right. You can see a tipi (how they spell it) in the distance. A geo-cache was close by
And this goes over to show the RV parking site.
Geese. There seems to be Canadian geese and robins everywhere we go.
This is their wild irises.
I believe this to be called a Juniper tree.
A small orange flower. Most flowers I find are sooooo tiny, but many, many varieties.
They were a little hot after the walk. After all---this is their blog!
I had to tell Richard to go stand over there! Put your hand on the truck! It worked! What a nice picture. They had several old rusted vehicles out front. It seems that rusted vehicles like old cars and farm equipment seems to be the popular decorations down here. Remember the stuff at the Orange Grove RV park in CA?
Yup, a geo-cache in here.
Nope, these flowers are not the geo cache.
I saw this fragile flower in several places. When it dies and shrivels up it is orange.
More yellow and blue wildflowers.
A brown wildflower?
I think this might be Indian paintbrush. Anyone reading this know what this is?
More of the pretty yellow flower. It isn't that small, about the size of a pansy.
Real pretty.
Here we are. This picture was taken in the middle of the trail ride but it is my favorite. Richard put this picture in his blog, but for some reason cut himself out of the picture. Uh Oh! Disclaimer, Disclaimer, Richard reads my blog! He said the picture of me he put in his blog was the one he took at the very beginning of the ride!I think he looks rather handsome. I still think he looks handsome. If you read his blog you would have heard his story of his horse, Geronimo. It was put at the end of the line of 17 tourists and 2 real cowboys. His horse was a lagger. You can see in some of the pictures that Richard took here he is sometimes way back. My horse's name was Mellow. It was hard for them to get us together for a picture. When Daniel, the cowboy, put them beside each other Geronimo started to bite Mellow on the neck. The cowboys said sometimes drama with horses is worse than high school girl drama. Anyway, he could only get one picture. 
Here we are in the corral. They lined us up as groups that we came in. 
Happy Trails!
It was quite dusty, but not too hot.
We returned home. The next set of pictures are of my walk with the dogs when we got back. By then it was about 1:00 and getting hot.
This is showing the size of the "resort" This picture is showing the lake and part of the hotel
This picture I have moved to the right. You can see a tipi (how they spell it) in the distance. A geo-cache was close by
And this goes over to show the RV parking site.
Geese. There seems to be Canadian geese and robins everywhere we go.
This is their wild irises.
Do you see the blue damselfly? There were hundreds in this field. Pretty!
I believe this to be called a Juniper tree.
A small orange flower. Most flowers I find are sooooo tiny, but many, many varieties.
They were a little hot after the walk. After all---this is their blog! 
Day wasn't over, yet. I had 2 geo-caches to find, and Richard needed to get gas in the truck. These last few pictures were all taken at a geo-cache spot by the 2nd hotel owned by Ruby's Inn.
I had to tell Richard to go stand over there! Put your hand on the truck! It worked! What a nice picture. They had several old rusted vehicles out front. It seems that rusted vehicles like old cars and farm equipment seems to be the popular decorations down here. Remember the stuff at the Orange Grove RV park in CA?
Yup, a geo-cache in here.
Nope, these flowers are not the geo cache.
I saw this fragile flower in several places. When it dies and shrivels up it is orange.
More yellow and blue wildflowers.
A brown wildflower?
I think this might be Indian paintbrush. Anyone reading this know what this is?
More of the pretty yellow flower. It isn't that small, about the size of a pansy.
Real pretty.
That concludes today's adventures.
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