Trail riders |
Once when I was younger I took a midnight trail ride. I got cocky and left our property and headed across a bunch of fields to a area that was full of public trials like a conservation area. Although it was a midnight ride the sky was clear when I started out and I could see just fine by the moonlight. I had been riding Scout, my pinto for about two hours when the clouds began rolling in. It got very dark very fast. The sky was inky and I could no longer see the trail. In about fifteen minutes I was completely lost and didn't know what direction I was headed. I was ready to panic but then I remembered reading somewhere that a horse can always find it's way home just like a dog or cat.
I put my faith into Scout and let go of the reigns. I think he thought I was crazy letting him have complete control, but it worked. After walking ahead for a few feet, he shook his head and turned around. I guess he was tired and wanted to go home too.
About an hour later we were safely back home with him in his stall and me in my bed. I owe Scout many thanks, he has saved me from dangers on many occasions. I learned early on to trust my horse. Horses have better senses then humans and if there is a place they don't want to go it's usually for a good reason.
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