Here are a few of the horses we saw on our travels. These are some of the larger of the pack horses used to carry tourists to a waterfall in Quimixto (sp?). There was some kind of strange correlation at work: the larger the tourist, the smaller and bonier the horse. I took no pictures of the seriously skinny horses because I found them a little depressing. However, I would like to find myself a horse that can survive on the kind of hay they feed at some of the ranches. That way I could just go round and tear up dead annuals from people’s gardens and take the odd dried bit of lawn clipping and the horse would thrive! Those are some hardy little horses in Quimixto…
Okay, now I will get back to the backlog of work that seems to have piled up while I was away.