On Monday, I woke up to crisp cool weather. I have not gone riding during the day since the Spring. At noon, I decided to go trail riding. I knew some of our trail buddies were either working or at the beach, so we hoofed it alone. We usually hoof it alone 70% of the time anyway. We had bad storms the night before so I knew we would run into some water....but this is Howell, and our trails have a lot of sand in the soil, so it wasn't that bad. (The photo in this post is us by the "powerlines" heading home. Mane is braided to keep "the boy" cool. Crochet ear cover is to keep bugs out of his ears). During the trail ride, we headed to a section of the woods that I have only been with Ival & "Clover". "Ok Indy, we are doing good. I recognize where we are". 10 minutes later, I find ourselves covered in brush, branches, & small trees around us....no where else to go. "Indy, I don't think we are in Kansas anymore!"Since Indy is such a rockin' trail horse he didn't even care, as he is covered with vines on his head!. "Well, let's turn around". The small trees were so tight around us, & knew I could get out of this mess, but slowly. "Easy, left, now right, whoa, forward, now right, easy, .....blah, blah"....within a short 30 seconds we were out. Now.........I knew where we were, overall, but......hmmmm which trail should we take. "Take us home Indy". Lo and behold........Indy choose the right trail & in a NJ minute, I knew he choose the right trail home. We trotted to the "powerlines", and then took a slow 40 minute ride home. I love Indy since he such an awesome trail horse!