Bottling it

To take in this scenery on the move, but without a vehicle, is something a little more special. Very quickly our accomodation has disappeared and basically it's us, the grass and the mountains (and my clenched buttocks). Despite my extreme awkwardness on the horse, it's an intense experience pleasure to take in this scenery. It just never gets boring.

I occasionally get out my phone, which for me is quite an exercise while holding the reins and at any moment Kitara could lunge forwards. With one hand I would have no chance of keeping on. So photos have to be quick. We also have with us our ever present water bottles (by strict instructions from Karl). If anyone was going to drop their water bottle it was going to be me. It was. Do you think it would be me getting off my horse to collect it? How? By what means? Teleportation? Levitation? No, Georgie volunteered. Leaving a water bottle out here on the grass would be offensive.