Horse Trekking

Here are the ladies and I horse trekking through the beautiful green hilltops of Martinborough. We each had really cool horses; Christa had Woody and Jules had Puzzle. I, however, was stuck with a slow and stubborn horse named Spud. As fun as our ride was, Spud tended to lag behind most of the time. He was a young, bratty horse and did not like being told what to do. On several occasions, he tried running away from the rest of the group or became defiant by not moving at all. As stubborn as he was, Spud was a real trooper. We climbed some pretty mountainous terrain and even though he was breathing heavy and struggling to get up the mountain (due to his wide load), he made it anyway. The views from the top defined the very essence of New Zealand - beautiful, green, and uninhabitated (except by sheep of course). At several points on the trip, I kept imaginging how much my family and friends would have appreciated the views.