Originally posted by Kim
Or just a change of pace. Apples to oranges. Kinda like when I would ride my husband's quarter horse after miles and miles on my Arabians. Or Coke over coffee.
Hee hee, this just made me giggle. I grew up on a fast as all get out, scare the pee out of ya, turn on a dime and toss back change morgan/arab cross. Now I ride a purely functional, 82% foundation QH gelding that is a built like a sherman tank. I love him, don't get me wrong, but every now and then I need the fix of running bareback weaving through trees, or chasing cows on my beloved arab/quarter monster at my summer job. Yes folks, this is my thinly veiled plea for Pine Mountain to hurry up and sell the road bike rentals.