Horse Observation Report

It was a warm summer day in July on a horse ranch in Colorado Springs. Our group was waiting anxiously to get on the backs of our horses. I was extremely nervous as the guide bright out a tall, patched, and furry horse who went by the name Apache. As we all climbed aboard our horses, we had no idea what challenges were ahead of us. Next, we started maneuvering up the trail as slow as a group of sloths, dodging rocks and keeping the horses back from the delicious juicy grass that they so desperately wanted. We reached the end of the trail for beginners and looked up to see a ginormous mountain, tall as a 7-story building. It had recently rained a bit, and the rocks we were about to climb up were slick from the water that had run downhill the