Morgan was more interested in snacking than how the new bitless fit or looked. That's my Morgie girl ... never one to miss a meal. Love her!
We started out with me walking beside her, but after a half mile she stopped next to a sandy embankment. I know her well enough to know that means "get in the saddle already." So I did. Absolute comfort. Thank you Morgie!
18 minutes - 0.90 miles - Rhulain
Rhulain and I started out on the same path, but she didn't feel like walking ... she wanted to trot. So, I obliged by climbing in the saddle and allowing her to set the path and pace. It was so freeing! I had to slow her down a few times because of footing changes, but we spent most of the time just trotting along merrily. *sigh* She's dreamy.
After we got home and I untacked her, she stood there with the back leg cocked watching me. Her bare back looked so inviting. I didn't think twice ... I hopped up on a tree stump, slid my leg across her back before I could second guess the wisdom of this action.
Yep, she was dreamy.
I really got a feel for her and realized I need to slide her saddle back a bit farther to accommodate her shoulder action. She stopped when I asked and allowed me to take a picture with flash before I slid off.
Have I mentioned she's Amazing yet?
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