I had my yearly physical a couple days ago and was told that our doctor's office no longer draws blood for testing (insurance won't pay), so I got to go to a "certified phlebotomist" for the draw. We also needed to get brake pads for the van and pick up more milk. You know, just getting small stuff done.
Our oldest daughter (GunDiva) had suggested we ride their horses as an option for the day. That actually sounded fun - even if it meant a long drive - so off we went to her place. The horses happily greeted us at the fence, bringing with them a tumble weed they apparently like to play with; it had been quite a while since we had been there so they got a lot of loving and a good brushing.
We discussed Pearl and decided it was great training to just ride around in the corral with her being a pest so the horses could get used to paying attention to their rider and ignoring a loose horse, so I headed to the fence to get on Copper.
This steering thing in a rope halter was very new to him but he picked it up quickly; much better after I remembered to keep my hands low and wide apart so the signals were clear. We had a pretty good time trying to avoid the pest and not run into Skeeter and Bill, but it gave him a reason as to why I would want him to turn a certain way. Our only near mishap was when Pearl kept jabbing him in the flank with her nose; Bill came to our rescue by riding Skeeter in between us and Pearl. Copper had given thought to a crow hop when he realized it wasn't me tapping him.
All in all, we had great fun and everything went well, ending on a happy note.