City Riding: a trail-riding guide for the urban equestrian
Born and raised in Wyoming, I grew accustomed to being able to ride my horses anywhere and everywhere. Only rarely were places off-limits, and never were they off-limits because my horses refused to go where I pointed them. They were as bold—and, arguably, in some cases, as stupid—as I was about going to new places and doing unfamiliar things. After a bad decision on my part to see what it would be like to gallop my gelding across a golf course, a week of painting golf-cart s