I went along as part of an excursion (do adults do excursions or are they relegated to the schooling years only?) with my team from the Ashy Bines Transformation Centre. And I have to say – it was fun!
Our Gold Coast horse riding adventure took place at Numinbah Trails which is located up in the hills of the Gold Coast Hinterland.
Each person was assigned a horse and I got Macca (pictured above).
I have to admit, when I first saw Macca’s appearance I was prompted to ask if these were rescue horses. I was happy to hear that some of the horses were indeed rescue horses. Not my Macca though, he came across from the Woman’s Prison next door, so I strongly hoped he wouldn’t try and seize an opportunity to make a run for it (with me on his back).
Our ride started a bit late as some of the horses had refused to come in from the paddock – yep, Macca included. But once we got started we enjoyed an amazing two hours riding around through some beautiful countryside.
I think I took about 1 million trillion photos, but wouldn’t you know it, photography from the back of a moving horse doesn’t result in the best pictures. So a significant number of photos I took turned out blurry. Except for this tree.
This is the sharpest picture I took all morning, and by golly-gosh, I sure am glad I’ve captured the memory of that tree…
Gold Coast Horse Riding – The Ride
We rode around in single file, each person/horse assigned to a particular spot in the line. Wouldn’t you know it, my Macca apparently doesn’t like other horses so I got the rear delegation.
The ride went up mountain trails, through long grass fields, across raging rivers (ok small streams) and over roads. There were two guides who accompanied us at all times ensuring our safety and that no-one got separated along the way.
When I first heard Macca didn’t like other horses, I’ll admit that I was a bit nervous. I think I was scared that he might decide to gallop towards another horse and buck me off in some kind of prison-style attack. But he was really good. Unless you count the moment he tried to kick another horse. Yikes!
Don’t worry, I managed to stay in my saddle but kept a little more distance between us and all other horses after that.
At the end of the ride, we decided we wanted a group photo – easier said than done. The horses have a routine of returning to their stables after a ride, so understandably, were a bit confused when they were made to line up on the field. Some (yes Macca) kept trying to return to his stable with little regard for the photo. So rude.
We managed to get one though. Eventually.
It was at this point though that my iPhone declared Memory Full (there was no way I was going to try and ride a horse with my usual, bulky camera!), but luckily one of the other riders had braved bringing a phone along.
And look what an amazing group shot it turned out to be!
So despite my equine loathing horse, I had such an amazing adventure. It was not only a peaceful way (Macca’s antics aside) to spend a morning, but it also left me feeling rejuvenated at the end.
Just excuse that two hour nap I went home and had…