Continuing the epic multi-blog blog on our trip to Scotland, yet another dream fulfilled for Roan was to ride a pony. He is obsessed with horses - drawing them, looking at pictures, dreaming about them, etc - and is in awe of real ones when we meet them.
|Meeting the neighbors|
There is are stables near Torrisdale where you can take rides out on the dunes and they have a pony named Pixie who takes out the beginners.
The owners were absurdly nice and saddled Pixie up and fitted Roan with his very own riding hat and took him for a lap around the grounds. He was such a natural, so comfortable, not at all afraid and you would think that the baby Jesus himself was riding Pixie for the fuss that we were all making over him.
|Aunt Cicely and Roan|
Here's all the fussing