… it has been a quiet week in Beaufront Woodhead. If people on bicycles go cycling, those who drive go driving, those who golf go golfing, why do those who ride horses, not go horsing. This astute philosophical observation is not mine but my eldest’s. I was reminded of it at the weekend as I was briefly horsing about with the camera above Allendale – where is the logic in that!
This is a handsome beast but I confess I am not that keen on these over-sized quadrupeds. They are delightful to look at but, anything this big and this powerful which lacks handlebars/steering, accelerator and, most importantly, brakes, is not for me. My Ducati Monster has 147 horses but none of them have a mind of their own.
Have a grand week everyone and enjoy the horsing …
What a stately beast. Horses are magnificent creatures, but I also must admit that I don’t feel a deep affinity with them. I’ve had my share of fiascos while riding. I much prefer my own two feet.
Two feet or preferably two wheels for me, Julie. I have never had calamities on a horse but that is only down to very limited exposure. Hope all is well – all the best, R
You’re right! They’re beautiful, but I never know what they’re thinking. 🙂 🙂
Perhaps we should try whispering 😉
I’m with you there. They are beautiful creatures but too big and independent for my liking!
Wonderful at a distance or behind a fence 🙂
Great photos as ever.
Many thanks – a bit of a poser so it wasn’t difficult 😉