Today I went out riding with my friend again, but this time I rode Lilly. (Now that she's got shoes.) I've only cantered Lilly twice, and on a ride into the state forest, you want to put in a canter or two. But in the back of my mind, this canter, still sat as an unknown quantity.
So, up the first hill, we trotted. That is, Lil trotted. My friend was quite happily half a length behind us, cantering. Up the next hill, I mustered up all my bravado, and after a few strides of trot I asked for a canter.
Lilly, the ex-racehorse that she is, lept forward, and hearing the cantering horse behind her, bounded along. I sat back a bit, and she came back to me, and we continued on, up the hill in this lovely lovely fast canter. It was just ace.
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