Saddled and booted

We returned after breakfast to brush down the horses and saddle them up. Katarina had Pumba and mine was Kitara. The signs were not looking good with my complete inability even to move the Kitara's head to get on the tack. Looks simple on a horse already done up but there's just too many straps and buckles and the stress that if any are wrong the horse will bolt or you'll just slip off. I can see why the motor car became popular so quickly. The combustion engine is child's play. But with some assistance (a euphemism for Georgie doing the work) Kitara was all ready to go. There was just one more job to do. Get on.