08 February 2010
Picked up from our house, we sped towards Gumnuts Farm in the Gold Coast hinterland where we would go horseriding. Winding around mountains, past meadows with their grazing horses and cattle, in the van driven by a loquacious driver formerly of the Eastern Bloc, was just as entertaining.
though Bridget and I used to go for horseriding lessons together, I'm afraid she's the only one who knows what she's doing
Anjelica (on the left) would later get past her early fears and excitement to fall asleep on her horse while we're on the forest trail
my horse, meanwhile, just gave me a lot of grief
setting off for the forest trail (the fun part compared to doing rounds in a field later, but that may be because my horse refused to even canter)
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