A Trail Ride in Kananaskis

Starting off from Boundary Ranch in Kananaskis, our Saturday began with a trail ride through the Rocky Mountains on horseback.  A trail ride is really just an excuse to see scenery while the horse does all the work.  We were given basic instructions about controlling the horse, but for the most part they knew the drill by heart and our main concern was just not falling off or cramping too badly.

I was paired with Duke, a chill horse that liked to keep a fair distance from my sister's horse in front of us no matter how many times I tried to make him catch up.  It was probably for the best, as her horse seemed to enjoy rubbing its face on the butt of the horse in front of it.  A fart-smelling horse if you will, and there was a lot of that.  

This was nothing in comparison to Moose though, the horse my dad was riding.  Moose seemed to be just as stubborn and entertaining as his rider, and kept trying to eat, walk as close to tree branches as he could, and forge his way off of the trail at the least convenient times.  At one point I turned and noticed that Moose had chosen a far more precarious path through an especially thick patch of pine trees as my dad jokingly cursed at him.  There hasn't been a better pairing since the Lone Ranger and Silver, and their antics added some welcome humor to the ride.  It was a fun time.