Can you see the way Big Mike was trying to stare me down?
The first (and only) time that I risked climbing on a horse, the beast in question turned out to be an obstinate animal with a mind of its own, refusing to listen to my gentle (and later, extremely firm) tugs on the reigns. My animal dragged its hooves, keeping a good 50 metres from the rest of the group, and when I dug in my heels it ignored me like a cat being told not to jump over a wall.
If you have more luck than I do with horses (or cats) then check out Horse Trail Safaris - it was some years back, but I think they were the ones who took us on that beach ride in Hermanus.
Jo Lister
Come and try something totally different – Polo! The horses ( or ponies) arent mean, they are well trained and very patient and the fact that you are trying to hit a ball makes you focus on something different. Even non-riders enjoy a polo intro lesson – so why not spend a day in the country. Work up a thirst on the polo field, enjoy tasting some fine wines and relax over lunch at Sabrage – it’ll be a day to remember! you’ll probably be back for more!!
Paul
Post authorI imagine, Jo, that for polo the horses have to be well trained. My new rule of thumb is that I’ll never ride on an old horse… they’re kinda crotchety. :D