She pretended she had been riding him all along--and it wasn't their first trail ride of the year. It was the prettiest spring morning you can imagine. There are no leaves on the trees, yet, but there are some wildflowers blooming. The bluebells just started blooming. Ellen always starts riding Dante on the trail when the bluebells start to bloom.
We rode down the hill, crossed the river and started trotting. She took the lead, and Dante went his usual slow speed. I would trot and catch up, walk a bit and trot and catch up, again. After a while, we put Cole in the lead. He naturally goes faster than Dante. We trotted ahead, walked until they caught up then trotted ahead, again. It really turns out to be the same thing whether we are in the front or behind.
When we got to a section that we often canter, Cole trotted faster and Dante tried to canter. Ellen had no trouble getting him to walk. Dante was just making a suggestion.
After that, we put Dante back in the lead, so Cole's faster trotting wouldn't get him too excited. That worked well. We trotted out to the next river crossing where we met Kevin on Starry--just like the last ride--and Starry came home with us. We stayed at a walk, and all the horses were good. Starry even took the lead a few times without too much fuss. Cole was happy in the middle and Dante took up the rear.
The ride finished and nothing happened--those are the best rides. It was a beautiful ride on a beautiful day.
It's going to be a great summer!
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