April 12, 2014:
Saturday morning we woke early for a ride up Sanford Canyon. It was still cold, but the fresh air was welcomed and Addy helped her mom remember how to ride! After a short while we stopped for a little early lunch. Why do picnics taste so much better outdoors?
After fording a few streams, Jeff was kind enough to stop, start a fire and let Addison and I warm our toes and dry our shoes.
A view coming back down the canyon:
Looked like a fun ride. Mom's black saddle would look good on the sorrel, or red dun. I guess. So would Grandma Heaton's saddle, Rach!
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