|BM on the pinto, her daughter in the middle, and her husband leading their son on the barn's mini|
|What is this place?!|
About half way down the beach he seemed to realize he wasn't going to die, so I found another log and got back on. He felt fine at that point, but he wouldn't stand still and was marching much faster than the others. So we did lots of loops and circles in the deeper sand to slow him down and wear him out. He did keep an eye out on all the people and dogs on the beach, but didn't spook after the initial screaming kid. Once we reached the end of the beach and turned around, he seemed to relax, like he knew we were going home. I felt comfortable to ride on the buckle and drop my stirrups for part of the ride. We were still walking faster than the others, but it wasn't the driven march he had before. KT (BM's teenage daughter) and I did a couple trot sets where both horses were very well behaved. I didn't quite trust Peebs enough to let him canter, but hopefully next time we go I will.
We led the group going back up the hill over the dunes towards the trailer. The trail is narrow with the dunes rising above you and Peebs very much did not like that. He doesn't like when he can't see around him and was staring to get antsy. BM's horse had a little meltdown behind us and when I tried to get Peebs to halt and wait for them, he kept dancing sideways and wouldn't stop. So I got off, got after him about standing still, then hand walked him the two minutes back to the trailer. I was kinda upset that he couldn't make it the last two minutes, but overall he was much better than I expected. I had anticipated some running sideways, backwards, bolting, but except at the waves he never tried it. And we had been out for over two hours and I can't blame him for hitting his breaking point. I had a ton of fun and can't wait to go back!