another from my memorybank anthology
Out of the yard daughter Bev & me on a hot summer day of Eighty-three Hastoe to Cadsden, there and back eight hours in the saddle.. for our first all-day hack Onto the canter path down to Paines End through Fox Lane our route did wend into a copse missing branches low keeping the pace to an even flow Up to Dunsmore by the Black Horse via Little Hampden we followed the course down to Chequers & into Pondswood up the hill as ast as we cpuld At to the Plough pub tethered the horses to the garden trees ordered a ploughmans with pickle&cheese feet up awhile for a long rest enjoying a pint of the landlord's best then into the saddle no more time to laze off at a canter in the afternoon haze Back in Hastoe as the clock struck four to stack the tack on the stable door Year Posted 2007
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