We couldn't believe how many people were here! Horses and trailers everywhere.
There must have been over 150 rigs. Campsites were set up right next to each other
with stalls for the horses at the edge of each campsite.
Everybody was in a great mood and greeted us warmly.
Very impressed that we had come all the way from Maine.
When we started out on our ride this morning we found ourselves at the end of a line of about 50 riders going at a walk. Boring........ So we promptly headed the opposite direction and decided to check out the "Ghost Town".
After riding for a bit, we came to a gate which we had been told about. We soon discovered the reason for the gate.
Bounty's first attempt at opening gates. We got it open, but had to dismount to close it. This is going to take some more practice!
There must have been 15 or more horses standing amongst the trees silently watching us as we rode along the trail. I could just hear them thinking: "here come some more of them tourists!"
Further along we climbed down into a valley which opened out into a little meadow and there was a cute little "Ghost Town".
In case you can't read the sign, it says: "Don't cross this field unless you can do it in 2 minutes because the stallion can do it in 3!"
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Give bounty the beer. i'll have just some water please!
The price is right--we can afford to stay here for a while!
I wonder what is in there?
See I told you we should have stayed in camp where there was hay and water !
Quite a place! Vehicles were not allowed to park in front--only horse parking allowed!
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Inside the store you could find a little of just about everything.