If you know about my relationship with any sorts of animals that are bigger than me, this might surprise you even more than it surprised me. I? Riding a horse? WTF…
Off the chapter “Things you’re doing for your children”:
Anna had this wish for horse riding for a long time, always waiting for the right occasion. Well, then there was that well visible large sign “Cape Farewell Horse Treks” on the roadside to Wharariki beach, so we couldn’t postpone it any longer and I agreed to join.
We were riding veeeery slowly but still all our bones down the chest hurt for a while afterwards. I concluded that I better like transportation utilities that allow a bit more precise control, like cars, or even bicycles. My horse started to accelerate to trot a couple of times without my agreement (which I was told was like shifting to second gear) and that was way too fast and painful for me. ;)
The outcome in short: That was an interesting experience really, but I’m not that keen on repeating it soon, thanks.
