When I lived out in the country, I always had a horse, and loved going riding out in the woods and on the trails. sometimes, i went alone, and other times, I participated in organized trail rides.
One of the best trail rides I ever went on is called the Bison Range ride, and it is held every year in Montana on the bison range. People come from all over to go on this trail ride, and the cost includes camping overnight, and your lunch on the trail at mid-day stop. (at least it did when I went on the ride, that was some years ago)
We rode up to a lookout where we could see halfway across Montana, or at least it seemed like that far. the buffalo were running across the plains far below us, and they looked like a huge herd of fuzzy brown mice galloping along down there.
On the way down, we all went right past a tiny baby fawn that thought it was hiding right beside the trail. The mother was patiently waiting for the long line of horses to get past, so she could retrieve her baby.
It was great fun ! !
