Jun 25 2008
I Love My Horse!
The moment I realized I loved my horse was when Opie valiantly and sure-footedly took me from our Yak Milk Valley camp, which was at about 7500 feet, up over a pass at 9400 feet. No complaints, no wheezing, just pure strength.
That’s more than I can say for some of the other horses. UPS wheezed the whole way up and frequently had to stop, and our fellow trekker Peter had to walk B.O.B. most of the way up the hill.
– Meredith
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