In the woods we saw many packs of kangaroos and wallabies. They hopped along, checking us out for a while.
My horse, named "Big Red" was overall a violent jerk, repeatedly biting and kicking the other horses. By the end of the ride, the other people in our group, all mates were actively avoiding me.
|Blue Mountains in the distance|
|The group at the crest of a hill, the view was amazing|
|Fording a stream|
|Some trees that had suffered the wrath of God on top of a hill|
|Amy on the trail|
|The pack emerges onto the pasture|
This behavior thankfully did not extend into the evening when we relaxed around the ranch's guest house and grounds, enjoying a barbecue, campfire, some rugby, and then delicious cupcakes made by Amy.