Cold Riders in the Rain

Just back from a three day ride through the Snowy Mountains.

It started thus, with clouds descending upon us.








Then it started raining. And it kept on raining, and raining, and raining. Our days ended thus, with the mass drying of drizabones, and the wringing out of everything else we were wearing:



Believe me, there was a reason the authorities put out a severe weather warning for this weekend.

But much fun with tough horsey folk was also had. More about that once I've unpacked my bag full of sodden, and increasingly smelly, clothes.