First we went to Farmers Inn. They have lots of animals and you are allowed to feed them snacks. Iguana
Turtle
This crazy emu. He sorta freaks me out, sorta fascinates me. We put his snacks on the fence...
He has the oddest color eyes. Sort of an orangey-brown.
When we were done at Farmers Inn, we went up into Cook Forest and played in the stream for an hour. It was so quiet and relaxing. The girls enjoyed their time, and I enjoyed my book. (I did walk barefoot down the creek bed first.)
It was so pretty. The sun was shining, but the humidity was low.
There is a log across the stream farther up that was named the Mossy Highway. The girls named this one the Slippery Y. (the tree has lots of branches to walk on.)
When we were done with the stream, we went up the road to the Silver Stallion Stables.
Here is Colesy petting a 2 year old. He was not participating because one of the newest workers had startled him, and they didnt trust him for a while.
These were the other 2 horses that were wating at the stables. The rest of them were out on a ride when we got there. We had plenty of time to pet these guys. The roan on the right is Shiloh and he is 18 years old. The speckled one is Gambler.
Shelby is riding Freedom. This is the one horse that Shelb decided she did NOT want to ride, and yet, this is the one they chose for her. She did great, and her and Freedom were great friends at the end of the trail.
Colesy was RIGHT in front of me the whole time. This is her on Thunder. She had a great time.
Ironically, my horse was named Olga!!!
Ironically, my horse was named Olga!!!
So, turns out that taking pictures while riding a horse is hard! Most of them turned out ridiculously blurry.
The trail we went on was gorgeous! We saw a mama deer with 3 fawns. Our trail guide said that one of the babies mom was killed on the road, so the mama with 2 babies adopted it. He said it was about a 2 week process. The orphaned baby was just wandering around in the woods alone, and then eventually, he started running with the other 2 babies.
There was another spot along the trail where a doe was laying in a grassy area beside a fallen tree. The guide said she was there everyday.
There was another spot along the trail where a doe was laying in a grassy area beside a fallen tree. The guide said she was there everyday.
Around another curve, a tree had fallen, and the dirt was still surrounding the roots. It was quite impressive, but there was a button buck laying in the shade. The guide said the deer could only smell the horses, not us, so they were not afraid.
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