Funny how things tend to happen in threes. I was standing on the Red Line El at Lake Street in Chicago this morning and a busker was singing that 1972 hit song "A Horse with No Name" by America. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Horse_with_No_Name
Meanwhile, my friend Jane had sent me photos of her horse and mule treks at Bryce Canyon and Grand Canyon last week (plus swimming at Calf Creek, Utah):
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| Jane @ Bryce Canyon |
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| Jane @ Grand Canyon |
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| Jane @ Calf Creek, Utah |
And this is where (hopefully) I'll be next week....on a sunset ride in New Mexico's Sangre de Cristo Mountains (Blood of Christ Mountains) near Santa Fe:
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