My Icelandic companion
ruth did not need to be told "go girl". she did it on her own. Pushed her boundaries and won!
what a marvelous tale!
This was lovely, and in an odd coincidence, my eldest and I were talking about Iceland just last night.
Another of Ruth’s wonderful stories. I was with her all the way.
You WERE brave, and I, for one, am proud of you. My son surprised me with a trail ride in the Catalina mountains when I visited him in Tucson a few years ago. It was my first-ever horseback ride at age 66 and although I once did ballet and still had the turnout to prove it, I didn't realize what a literal stretch it would be to wrap my legs around a full-grown horse. The weather was far more temperate than what you endured but the physical demands were challenging. Nevertheless, after several hours exploring magnificent country on "Scarface," I've rarely experienced a greater adrenaline rush.
A delightful and motivating story. Thank you for sharing it those of us who need an extra push.
Brava,Ruth! I am 84, and admire your pluck! I could imagine every minute of your adventure on Nicholas - surprisingly similar feelings to my experiences adapting to life in a retirement home!
Age is not just a number (as I'll post tomorrow). It has brought you arthritis, as you say, but also the ability to tell stories well. Age is not just a loss. It has many gifts.
Your story reminds me of when I rode a horse in the Arizona canyons. The guide told me to follow him, but my horse decided to go straight. I pulled on the reins. He reared and fell backwards onto me.
When I was taken to the emergency room, I begged for 3 doses of smelling salts to cut the nausia from pain. I think horses are beatutiful, but continue to be wary.
Whoever said age was just a number has not reached that certain point where you absolutely know this to be a bold-faced lie. It might happen when you're 44 or 84 but it will happen.
I loved sharing your experience with Ruth. I think it showed you put your big girl panties on and stepped out of your comfort zone to feel alive. Thank you for a great read.
Edit: I meant to write Nickolas but for some odd reason wrote Ruth.
I'm so glad you did it. I'm 72 and used to be an avid horserider but had to stop because of a medical disadvantage. That said, I went last year and it was rather terrific to be back up.
You achieved something fantastic and proved that age is no barrier, even if the weather is!
I loved this story!
Love it. And the effects of age are in the biology not the chronology. I compare, and it's wrong