It was in great trepidation we headed for the beach. Ellie (my daughter) was so excited to go, she loves poker rides. I was not to excited to choose which mustang to ride. Both good boys, but I knew neither was ready for a beach ride of that magnitude. Fezzik it was, my lazy laid back reliable boy who mellows in 5 minutes in the arena. Poor Ini left home and board.
Fezzik loads great, sometimes looks at the trailer a second then hops right in. He unloaded and tied like a pro, was easy to saddle and bridle along the trailer. I was a worried wreak about someone coming around the trailer to quick and being kicked. He did no such thing. He was very good. He was nervious leading through the people, and out to the beach. I am way too pansey to ride out and see what the wind brings. I fallowed Ellie out, I led him down the beach. He really drove my nuts out walking me, and leading everyone. A ways down the beach as people stopped walking at us, I got on...I cannot say I rode long before I felt like dismounting as a group passed us. I rode down the beach, both of us very tense. I am not sure if I was tense because he was, or if he was because I was. I was stressed watching people in the group having trouble controling horses and decided Ellie and I were safest to lag behind and go at it just the two of us. It went well except when horses galloped up on us and passed. I have to admit to being ashamed of yelling at them. I was stressed, and let it out on them. However running past other riders is a huge trail NO! It makes the horses want to run too.
Fezzik tensed and I was off yelling at them until they said sorry they had no clue there were any rules (or basic human eticit ). Ops. We rode on down the beach with really no problems until at the mid point draw almost in horses magically apered behind us (right behind) I am not sure what happened....I think he wanted to react by bolting, but finding the bit he sat down. It was a bit funny, he got up and walked on embarassed by his reaction.
Heading back he did do one other minor who knows what I think he thought of bolting, tripped and fell to his knees. He sat there shocked, I had a few seconds to think did I want to dismount, was he going to bronc to get up? Nah, he got up and walked on down the beach. He was funny as he wanted to lead the whole way and out walk Weston. He did not even need him for water crossings thank you so much. He was quite sure he did not really need any other horses which was nice.
We were buzzed all day by airplanes, helicopters, fallowed by boats, and passed by bikes.I have to say I am exsasted after walking 5 miles down the beach, but it went well! I was very proud of him.