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We took a couple ~ young half brothers ~ trained to saddle ~ still green ~ jumpy a little ``` Just Yerani and me ~ on Froto and Pipin ``` We rode north toward the hills ~ near some houses ~ past fences with barking dogs ~ cars ~ things the horses need to get use to``` Then past the houses ~ a stallion ~ standing off about 100 yards from the Buckskin Band out in the open~ I thought he was part of the band``` we're on a old wagon trail ~ used now by off road toys ``` So the stallion comes out to us ~ motorcycle comes by on the trail ```
Pipin is rearing a bit ~ Froto is going nuts ~ daughter came off ~ hits the ground ~ swings back into the saddle ~ Froto is up in the air ~ goes down ~ she's off ~ the stallion takes off east toward the open behind the houses ~ Froto behind him ~ I dismount ~ daughter takes my mount back to the house to get her 4 X4
~ I follow the Band on foot ~ they're not moving too fast ``` Couple women talking ~ pointing ~ they saw the horse & saddle ~ Lady says get in ~ she's telling me they went east ~ and split up by the houses ```
We don't see them ~ I say thanks ~ take me back ~ daughter went for her car ``` About 4- 5 cars with ladies ~ one saying: we drove up and down the streets by the open fields near the buildings ~ didn't see them``` I walk out to the band ~ about 1/4 mile in the cheat grass ~ they're looking at me like ~ What do you want ~ nether the stallion or Froto is with them```
Daughter shows up ~ we drive for 45 min or more ~ the band is there but that stallion and Froto ~ nowhere``` Daughter's worried ~ she's praying ~ I ask her: Want to cross the Hyway ~ she say: I'm going home ~ maybe he's gone home ~ as we get close ~ she says ~ There he is ~ he came home ```
I thought there was no way ~ but ~ he beat us to the house ```
Well ~ I guess ~ you had a been there ``` Sorry ~ no pictures ~ wish you were here ```
Pipin is rearing a bit ~ Froto is going nuts ~ daughter came off ~ hits the ground ~ swings back into the saddle ~ Froto is up in the air ~ goes down ~ she's off ~ the stallion takes off east toward the open behind the houses ~ Froto behind him ~ I dismount ~ daughter takes my mount back to the house to get her 4 X4
~ I follow the Band on foot ~ they're not moving too fast ``` Couple women talking ~ pointing ~ they saw the horse & saddle ~ Lady says get in ~ she's telling me they went east ~ and split up by the houses ```
We don't see them ~ I say thanks ~ take me back ~ daughter went for her car ``` About 4- 5 cars with ladies ~ one saying: we drove up and down the streets by the open fields near the buildings ~ didn't see them``` I walk out to the band ~ about 1/4 mile in the cheat grass ~ they're looking at me like ~ What do you want ~ nether the stallion or Froto is with them```
Daughter shows up ~ we drive for 45 min or more ~ the band is there but that stallion and Froto ~ nowhere``` Daughter's worried ~ she's praying ~ I ask her: Want to cross the Hyway ~ she say: I'm going home ~ maybe he's gone home ~ as we get close ~ she says ~ There he is ~ he came home ```
I thought there was no way ~ but ~ he beat us to the house ```
Well ~ I guess ~ you had a been there ``` Sorry ~ no pictures ~ wish you were here ```
