Going solo

Today, nine months to the day after Rick vet-checked this nearly feral beauty for me, Stella and I went on our first solo ride. Granted, it was only across the width of my arena, our only tack a rope halter, but it was calm and uneventful, just the way good horse training should be. So pardon me, now that she's out nibbling emerging grass shoots and I'm back inside, while I yell "WOOOHOOO!!!"