Big Hill Pond

What a horse day!! Two of my good friends and I trailered 1 & 1/2 hour away to a state park called Big Hill Pond. Now who would name a park that? Didn't take us long to find out. We found the "pond" (my lake must be a puddle) and definitely found the big hills.
I had wanted to take Shiloh, my big gelding, but he had a swelling I was concerned about so I took my old faithful, Gracie. She did wonderfully. 

I had to laugh when I saw this picture. Here we are smiling and all is right with the world and these two mares are fussing. 

See the ears back (on the horse not me). They are still not talking. Now is the snippy stage. "No, I'm fine."

But the park is beautiful. Tall hills but not scary. You ride high above the lake/pond. 

We had a few u-turns. "Maybe this is the trail no, maybe that is." Sorry, but I believe a man marked these trails. Women would have had "turn here" signs to help each other. Men probably said, "they will figure it out." But we didn't care. Just laughed because we were on a horse and it was a beautiful, blue sky day.

Beautiful stream where the horses could have a drink.

I love these girls and enjoy riding with them so much. We have solved a lot of problems with good listening and promises of prayer. 

To have good horses that we love, to eat lunch on a log in the woods with good friends--I am so blessed and thankful.