rain and gales in May.

When we left Bristol it was pouring with rain and as we arrived the wind was blowing hard and the rain was lashing .The other riders were going out on their own and since Tam was not about we all decided to get in the saddle our selves ,no reason not its only that we are lazy.Misty refuses to stand still as I board so there is a bit of gap before I get to the saddle.Off down the track we meet walkers and dogs ,Butch eyes them up but we push him on before he decides to react .Decided not to go up on top as the weather was bad.The trees are blowing and we can hardly hear our voices against the roaring wind.We have quite a few canters and at the Treasure trail a tesco bag sends Butch into a shy but Pam stays on board.Arriving back we untack and feed them before taking them down to the field.