None of the horses were anywhere near the pedigree of Tinkerbell (they'd certainly never been anywhere near a chiropractor!) ... in fact mine and Mark's were fine strong mules.
The horses have been around the route so many times that they've worn a very dusty channel at least eight inches deep across the desert! Even our eyelashes were covered in dust.
Yin was quite the horse whisperer gaining a close bond with the animal who responded to her every command by attempting to grab a snack from passing bushes at every opportunity.
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