It's 9:00am in the Slovenian countryside. Our group is standing around, chatting with the owners of this beautiful, hand-built barn, where we had left the horses and the bikes the evening before. Huge hay rounds are stacked to the ceiling and the smell is fresh and pleasant. The bikers are getting ready to start peddling for [...]
It's been a long, hot summer. I feel like I've been at the barn most of the time, sweating and shooing away flies. But some morning, most mornings, as I watch the horses in the field grazing and I'm pushing the wheelbarrow full of manure to the pile, and I'm watering my veggies, and putting fly [...]
The moors are covered in wildflowers and about 1,000 different types of grasses. The mist hangs low this morning and it makes me think of werewolves and hobbits and talking trees. It makes my group of women think about Jamie from Outlander riding his fiery steed to sweep them off of their feet and rescue them [...]
The sound of bells is everywhere. Mostly they come from the collars of the goats who roam freely through these hills. As we wind up through the ancient olive groves along abandoned dirt roads, we catch glimpses of them meandering through the rocky fields looking for the best blades of grass. Our horses are well-used to [...]
