John and I rode out this morning with another couple of girls from the livery yard and their horses, we were out for around an hour-and-a-half, the longest hack we have done so far. He was tired when we got back to the yard because we did a lot of trotting, more than we have done for ages.
Again, he was brill in all ways. We
went a new route and he handled it really well, even though for some
reason there were lots of cars around (on a Sunday morning can you
believe, why weren't people still in bed?) We met several dogs, joggers
and cyclists - the only one he seemed to be wary of was a very large
poodle with a quiff.
I lost a stirrup manoeuvring our
way through apple boxes stacked up either side of the path at one point -
he did take a dislike to them - but he went through at a jog so didn't
disgrace himself by taking off with me, and I managed to hook my foot
back into the stirrup pretty quickly.
Another great step forward for us I think.