Day Four
We spent 7+ hours in the saddle, but no sores (thank goodness for Ibuprofen). I was introduced to the concept of "MMBA" (miles and miles of bloody Africa) as we walked, trotted, cantered and gallopped our way across the molapos (flood plains) and the islands. There was a lot of time for daydreaming (and for me, riding jump courses in my mind's eye--everyone of them was perfect too).
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