Hopefully I can attach a not so great pic of Gator that Dave took with his camera while we were wandering around. Didn’t really get our best side. Got our back sides! Ha. Sometimes I just kill myself.
It went well. She was good. As it was only her second time out this year she was pretty jazzed when we started running. She prefers to be up front, but we have to ride behind. This makes my girl cranky. She knows she’s the prettiest and wants to be seen. She’s certainly brave: coming home she lead across the river, which was a good thirty feet across and almost up to her elbows.