We have been looking for a gentle horse for my wife so we can ride together. My Qtr/Fjiord gelding has turned out to be a wonderful driving horse. The president of our driving club offered to lease us their 17 year old mare for my wife. In return I agreed to break her 3 year old daughter to drive. I've been working her on the ground for three months teaching her to walk, trot, stop etc on voice command. We then graduated to pulling an inner tube and then a tire. Last week I hooked her up to the training cart and ground drove her beside and behind the cart with no problems. She walked right off like she had been doing it forever. We had some bad weather and it was a few days before I worked with her again. I ground drove her around the arena in the surcingle a couple of laps before putting her in harness and hooking her up to the cart. It wasn't long before I was in the cart and we drove around the arena for an hour or more. Before we were finished we were doing circles, serpentines and stright lines across the diagonal. It was like she had been doing it forever. I was elated. I told my wife that as soon as she had been driven consistently on the half mile trail through the trees behind our property she would be ready to go home. I don't know what Raylyn's breeding is but the is a Hackney sized pony 12 and a half hands tall. Being the cautious type I ground drove her out onto the trail in the surcingle. The trail is an old, flat skid trail that makes an oval on BLM land. From the moment we left our property her mother was screaming her head off. Ray wasn't bad considering...until we rounded the far end of the oval and headed toward home. She sped up and kept trying to break into a trot. When I stopped her she had her head up in the air and didn't want to listen or stand. When we reached the bottom of the oval she balked and tried to turn toward home. I worked her up and down the trail fifty feet and around the trees and got her over the balking. I thought I had it made but when I took her around the loop again she turned into the My Pony from hell. She would rush and break into a trot. When I pulled her into a walk she ran backwards and turned in the reins and reared several times. She threw herself on the ground one time. I had no idea she was so barn sour, she has been so even tempered and easy to work with. Her mother is in heat and she could be coming in too. Mares are such a joy. We will start from square one on the trail. I'm sure she will get over it. Sometimes we are tempted to take shortcuts. She was so good in the arena there could have been the temptation to take her on the trail with the cart without ground driving her first. It would have been a disastrous mistake.