Go West: Day Two
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Hubby and I both had one request each of our trip to the West. For him it was a day out fly fishing. We had made arrangements for that once we got to
Anyone who knows anything about me, won’t be the least bit surprised to hear
that for me it was riding a horse. I’d done some online research in the weeks
before our departure, and thanks to Donnell, who took care of the legwork, I
got my wish.
I had reservations for a two-hour guided trail ride at the Garden of the Gods early Saturday afternoon. Thanks to Donnell’s hubby, we found the stable.
After signing more paperwork than it takes to buy a house, I was assigned a lovely bay gelding named Zeke.
And off we went.
The views of the mountains were spectacular, as were the incredible rock formations.
And I was about as blissed-out as a person could get. Riding a horse in the
My ride pretty well shot the whole day. Afterwards we went back to Donnell’s house so I could wash the grit out of my hair. It’s dusty in the West!
That evening we drove through more incredible mountains to the old mining town of
The views were breathtaking.
And while it looked like we found a true Wild West town, the fact is by the time we got there, they were rolling up their sidewalks except for the casinos that make up most of the town.
We concluded the evening back at Donnell’s by sitting down to watch an episode of Longmire on demand.
Up next: Manitou Springs and a meeting with a Facebook friend!