Wayne has a reputation for getting stuck and he’s outdone himself this year by bogging a quad bike on the first day of summer. Worse, he left his helmet at the scene of the crime and by the time the kids and I came to the rescue, his gear had been given a beating by the local hoons. 110 more words
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I feel I should begin this with a small disclaimer: I’m not very good on a horse.
Not to be confused with “I don’t want to be good on a horse.” I rode my grandfather’s horse, Freckles, every chance I got growing up and had big dreams of being the cowgirl that could jump on any horse and ride off into the sunset. 844 more words