Our first weekend at a ger camp — two weeks ago — we went horseback riding. I am decently comfortable riding, although I haven’t been in a while, but Tom has never been on a horse in his life. He did so great! We did a fair amount of what I will call jogging and slow running for a horse (trotting & cantering) and Tom was great. I’m also proud of myself for settling in easily — like I said, it’s been a while.
We started our ride after breakfast, just Tom and me with our guide. As we went towards the mountains there was a herd of horses that started running in front of us, moving across the valley towards the river. The ride could not have been more picturesque.
Afterwords I asked Tom if he liked it and he said yes, but he could have done with half an hour less on the horse. After two and a half hours of ridding, and having not been on a horse in over a year, I had to agree. I was so sore the next day I barely left the house. The saddest part is how my knees hurt right after the ride — I’m turning into an old lady. Hopefully my body will get more acclimated with practice.