Due to a rather strange and sudden twist my family and I had to leave our home in the hills. Some of you will have seen the pics I have posted of the riding country where I was living. It was fantastic! Thousands of acres of exciting country to ride on, river crossings, hills forest tracks, it was superb.
We have had to move down to the coast. Ok, it is our own property, 13 acres of coastal real estate. Literally 2 minutes to my daughters school. A house that is three times as big as the shoe box we were previously living in. But still.
I am sounding very ungrateful at the moment I know, I guess I just don't handle change well. All the land immediately surrounding us is dairy farms, which means a gate every 30 yards and electric tape everywhere. I was spoiled by the big dry stock hill country farms I had to ride on, where I could ride for four hours and come across 2 gates the whole time.
How ever I am sure I can work something out and at least living by the beach means I will be able to ride all year round. I will get over my sulk I promise.
Here are some pics of my new riding area.