trail ride

I spent two days last week scouting and clearing trails by horseback. Not an experienced rider, I did pretty good until I decided to unfold a large crinkly paper map while still mounted. My trusty steed Marros (Spanish for sledgehammer) did not approve. I managed to remain aboard, but flunked Horsemanship 101.

Not that I’m too concerned. My knees got all twisted the wrong way, and I’m not interested in developing the callouses on my derriere obviously required for this mode of transport.

There’s a lot to be said for walking…