The stars and my schedule finally aligned enough to let me join a few other members of my riding club for a trail ride at Bob Jones Park in Southlake.
I have mentioned before how bleak and dreary the Metroplex looks in winter, but even in the off-season this is a beautiful park.
Mahogany and I are absolutely loving the treeless saddle. She’s like a different horse now, so relaxed and agreeable. It’s killing me to realize how much of our past trouble was caused by something as easy to fix as an ill-fitting saddle.
I will admit that about two hours into the ride, my butt was missing the nice comfy seat of my Circle Y saddle. But I think I can resolve that issue (and a couple of others) with the right saddle pad.
The equestrian trails at Bob Jones Park lie along the southwestern shore of Grapevine Lake.
Mahogany was a surprisingly good sport about venturing out into the lake, as long as her buddy Kokomo went too.
This is such a great place to ride! I can’t wait to go back.
An Invincible Summer 