Aside from looking absolutly mortified at the luminous yellow rug I put on him and then, to add insult to injury, I secured it with a roller.
He was quite excited to be going out, lovely little pony that he is, he loves going new places and seeing new things.
His Girlfriend the 2 yearold coloured called Hedd (pronounced He-the) came with us. First we wandered down the road to the industrial estate where Reeco was confronted with large lorries, very heavy traffic and ambulances with flashy lights and sirens (the ambulance station is on the estate). According to Reeco non of those could possibly be scarey however the drain covers were out to eat him!
Then we walked back past the yard and down into Mochdre, lovely country lanes where we met quite afew cycleists (and didnt bat an eye at them the good boy) some idiots in cars going far far too fast, Finaly we decided to do the motorway flyover.
Now this flyover normaly upsets even the most experianced of horses, Stan point blank refused to go anywhere near it. It has wire sides above horse head height so is quite safe but being able to see heavy 70mph traffic dissapearing under thier feet generaly upsets alot of horses.
Apparently Reeco is yet again the exception to this rule, he was more concerned with the paint on the road then the traffic and he walked accross the flyover with no problem other then attempting to jump the words written on it in white paint.
On the other side of the flyover was some JCB's which according to Reeco are fascinating and warrent dragging me over to the fence to see if the work men have any treats for him.
The walk back was uneventful except for the little Yorkshire terrier with delusions of grandure that decided it was going to chase the ponies. Reeco gave it a most offended look as if to say "honestly mate, why are you bothering? I could squish you with one hoof!"
So all in all a rather sucessfull walk out and enjoyable trip.
Tommorow morning we are going up past the cattery to the cenotaph.