I spent the day in the country with A, riding horses and getting lost.
Let me tell you the tale of our adventurous day...
We fired up our GPS with 'Mountain View Ranch' as our destination and left Montreal at around 9 AM. When we got to our "destination" less than an hour later, we knew something was up... Rigaud isn't exactly close. GPS Lady told us to drive 0.8 kilometres and find our destination on the left. Of course, the residential cul-de-sac was not anywhere near a ranch... so we kept driving. Stopped at one (or five) restaurants to ask for directions with no luck. We finally decided to give the ranch owner a call to ask exactly where his place was...
To our surprise, when he picked up the phone (on the third try) he told us that he didn't have a reservation for 11AM penciled in. He apologized and said that he was working at his other job today and wouldn't be able to be at the ranch. Disappointed and determined to go horseback riding, we asked him to direct us to another place. He told us that JJ Ranch would be the best option... but he didn't know the directions or the phone number.
No problem. We whipped out our smart phones and Googled JJ only to find the EXACT same number as the one we had just called. To spite him, A called back using his phone and said "Yes, JJ Ranch? I'm calling to make a reservation for 11:30 AM". The guy, obviously nervous, said that there were no spots available at that time. We thanked him and hung up.
Five minutes later, the same guy called my cell saying that he found someone to take the horses out at Mountain View and that we should be there for 12 instead of 11. We agreed to this and asked for directions. He said "Oh it's easy! You're two minutes away! Just go straight then turn right". By two minutes, go straight then turn right, he meant: You're going to have to ask about four more people for directions then drive for about 40 minutes up a mountain.
Anyway, we finally got there.
Once there, we (and the car) were semi-attacked my some sort of husky mixed dog. That's ok though. Muddy foot prints on my jeans only added character to my look. We trekked through a swampy path to our glorious horses (and instructors...who could forget them!?) and learned the basics of horseback riding in about 30 seconds.
The next part was only good, I swear! We mounted our horses (mine was named Jaguar!) and went for the most beautiful ride through an enchanted forest (okay, so I like to exaggerate a little) until we hit this flat plot of land. There, we learned how to run with our horses. Let me tell you, IT WAS UNREAL! THEY.GO.SO.FAST. The adrenaline rush was out of this world. To be able to experience this all with such awesome company was definitely a big plus too! I really did have an amazing time, despite the trouble of getting there. Actually, I think it made it funner!
As for the outfit, well, nothing really special here. I wore my trusty true religions (they're cowgirl, okay!?), a plain sweater, my army jacket, and my favourite Hush Puppies Riding boots.
True Religion Jeans
Tommy Hilfiger Army Jacket
Hush Puppies Alcott Boots