She was great about letting me get on from the little stepstool, and then we were off.
She was content to walk in front or behind, kept to a walk on a loose rein when asked, calmly trotted to catch up when necessary.
In order to get to the trail we wanted to go on, we had to cross a big long suspension bridge. Both horses were adamant that they were NOT going to be the first to set foot on it. Barn owner hopped off and led her gelding across, but Pearl was still not about to step on it. I got off and she followed me just like she would if I were leading her at home, and stood for me to mount her from a fallen tree on the wrong side. The bugs were pretty bad when we were walking through the woods or by the tall grasses but she didn't offer any funny business.
We took the path less traveled and found ourselves in a humongous field, all the better for cantering in.
We cantered down to the end, heard a dog barking and realized someone's property was on the other side of the treeline, so we cantered the length of the field back to the path. Pony kept her cool during the canter but was not so keen on stopping, so we made a little circle up a hill and she regained her listening cap.
We finished up the loop and made our way back to the trailer. Of course we had to cross the oh-so-scary bridge again. Neither horse would set foot on it first under saddle, so barn owner dismounted again and this time P was happy to follow him across without me having to get off. 
Note: having two good-sized horses on a long skinny suspension bridge definitely increases the swaying factor, and we were feeling a little drunk by the time we reached solid ground. 
We took another loop that went around the quarry lake
and found a nice grassy path to canter along
She did take advantage of my one-handed distracted steering and spooked at a patch with a little different footing, but no harm done. We finished up the loop, including a little bridge that garnered no drama
and then we took a slightly different path back to the trailer so as to avoid crossing the parking lot. We had a little bit of fussing from both parties about crossing through a boggy portion of trail, but made it through eventually. The bugs were getting bad and pony's headtossing earned her a minor wardrobe malfunction
which her mean mommy thought was super hilarious
She didn't seem bother by it at all, so we just left it til we got back to the trailer. We untacked, loaded right up (on the second try)
and headed home.
I have no idea when the last time she went on a trail ride was, but she kept her cool and took everything in stride. I am so proud of this mare and lucky to be a part of her life.







































