Wild West of Mayo

With Ben in the States, I decided to do something he would not want to do. Head out West to Mayo and ride horses on the beach. I was so glad that I still knew how to ride. After a one hour ride in the ring to prove that I knew what I was doing, Attila and I took Pipper out for a two hour trek at low tide on Bertra Beach in Clew Bay at the foot of Croagh Patrick.

It was a bit drizzly out, but no wind. It was so exhilarating to ride like the wind on the beach. I was alone with the trainer so he could correct me as I went, making it a much smoother ride. It was great! The horse was also huge, 17hh. When I stood flat footed, I could not see over his back. I had a great time, and then treated myself to a seaweed bath and massage in the hotel’s spa since the stiffness of my unused muscles was setting in. The hotel had several fireplaces that I could curl up in front of, do a bit a writing/reading, drink a pint and have a nice hot meal. It was a good treat to myself while Ben was away!