Alright ya'll lets share our odd trail experiences...
My most recent one was a couple of nights ago; I had taken my mare to this really fun area to ride hills, and gallop the trail, and we had been there for probably 40 minutes, and I was working some hills with her. Well we came up the slope at one point, and landed right in front of a coyote!!! Like he was literally no more than 4-5 ft away! :shock: The weird part was that 1) my mare did absolutely NOTHING...no snorting, didn't wig out, just was like it is perfectly normal to encounter a small wolf on a trail! Course she does have to go past several places on our rides that have absolutely BALLISTIC dogs!! Thank god those are fenced! 2) Coyote just stood there like "what the???" His eyes were HUGE! After a brief moment, took off back down the hill I believe he came up. We hung out at the top of the trail just to make sure mr. wiley coyote didn't come back up and try anything sneaky; he did come back out of the bushes, and just stood there and the three of us just stood there watching each other, and finally the coyote wandered off into the gulley, and back up a larger hill way across from Flicka and I. So then we went the opposite way, more towards the 'busy' part of the town she's boarded in.
My most recent one was a couple of nights ago; I had taken my mare to this really fun area to ride hills, and gallop the trail, and we had been there for probably 40 minutes, and I was working some hills with her. Well we came up the slope at one point, and landed right in front of a coyote!!! Like he was literally no more than 4-5 ft away! :shock: The weird part was that 1) my mare did absolutely NOTHING...no snorting, didn't wig out, just was like it is perfectly normal to encounter a small wolf on a trail! Course she does have to go past several places on our rides that have absolutely BALLISTIC dogs!! Thank god those are fenced! 2) Coyote just stood there like "what the???" His eyes were HUGE! After a brief moment, took off back down the hill I believe he came up. We hung out at the top of the trail just to make sure mr. wiley coyote didn't come back up and try anything sneaky; he did come back out of the bushes, and just stood there and the three of us just stood there watching each other, and finally the coyote wandered off into the gulley, and back up a larger hill way across from Flicka and I. So then we went the opposite way, more towards the 'busy' part of the town she's boarded in.