This is Orin's "riding" horse, Buddy, a paint Belgian gelding. He is 3 and this was his first time out of state. We went to the Black Hills in SD, and Kyle and the kids rode up to Mt. Rushmore from our most fabulous horse camp. Buddy was so very tired, he just laid down for a much needed nap. The day was so perfect and they got lots of pics along the way. We stayed at Battle Creek Horse Camp, which you can find on the great www, and it was very near the trailheads, located between Hill City and Keystone. The steam train, which I got to ride, went right through camp. The ranch hand that worked there talket to me a lot and said he felt like Miss America, 'cause everytime it went through (4 times a day), everybody woul
d wave at him. 'Course he had to wave back, naturally...Miss America, LOL. Here are the rest of the riders and horses. That little guy is my cowboy-husband. That good looking gal in the back is my niece, on her horse Smokey Joe, and the other chica -wrangler is my DDD on her horse, Canterbury (Canty for short). That old guy is 24 and going strong. His mamma, some kind of american pony quarterhorse, died at the ripe old age of 38. This is undocumented, but true. Ask Heidi. I think the entire family rode her through 3 generations or so! Yeah, that mare was remarkable!
If you're ever in the area of Keystone, stop in at the horse camp. Running water, bathrooms, showers, and great trail access. Not far from Harney Peak, Mt Rushmore, and Custer State Park! Yee-ha.
This is Orin's "riding" horse, Buddy, a paint Belgian gelding. He is 3 and this was his first time out of state. We went to the Black Hills in SD, and Kyle and the kids rode up to Mt. Rushmore from our most fabulous horse camp. Buddy was so very tired, he just laid down for a much needed nap. The day was so perfect and they got lots of pics along the way. We stayed at Battle Creek Horse Camp, which you can find on the great www, and it was very near the trailheads, located between Hill City and Keystone. The steam train, which I got to ride, went right through camp. The ranch hand that worked there talket to me a lot and said he felt like Miss America, 'cause everytime it went through (4 times a day), everybody woul
d wave at him. 'Course he had to wave back, naturally...Miss America, LOL. Here are the rest of the riders and horses. That little guy is my cowboy-husband. That good looking gal in the back is my niece, on her horse Smokey Joe, and the other chica -wrangler is my DDD on her horse, Canterbury (Canty for short). That old guy is 24 and going strong. His mamma, some kind of american pony quarterhorse, died at the ripe old age of 38. This is undocumented, but true. Ask Heidi. I think the entire family rode her through 3 generations or so! Yeah, that mare was remarkable!
