Cowgirls of Myra canyon
Silver bolts, streaks past me so fast she almost knocks me down. Someone is on her back with no bridle to instruct her. She is free. She is a mustang. Victoria’s nightie billows behind her as she holds on for her life.
-from Queen Of The Godforsaken by Mix Hart
I treated my niece and my daughter to western horseback riding lesson for Artemis’ birthday present. Artemis asked to be called Taco at the ranch and the girls’ riding instructor, Nancy, obliged. The girls were naturals. I thank Nancy from Myra Canyon Ranch for her riding expertise and patience with the newbie riders.
Myra Canyon Ranch is gorgeous—with valley views and surrounded by alpine fir forests. While we were there, 6 bald eagles circled above us! As much as I enjoy the excitement of cities, I admit, my soul is that of a country girl and I am never happier than when I am surrounded by nature.
Myra Canyon Ranch reminded me of that blissful feeling I had as a youth, living a life surrounded by wild spaces, horses and animals of all sorts: bliss.
I grew up riding horses and have always wanted each of my daughters to experience horses for themselves. This was Pippi’s second time riding horses, her first time was on a trail ride through the Osa Peninsula jungle in Costa Rica.
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