When we left, I was tucking myself in at the Hacienda San Francisco . In the morning, we had to meet the van again to connect with Sally, w...

I will interject again with a brief Solo update!  Because this is the Solo blog!  So I must talk about Solo! Hmmm, I think my blood sugar ...

It was a slow start this morning, so I spent it wandering out to the breeding stock paddocks and petting the faces of the young stallions.  ...

Horses are universal, really. Horse people, no matter what our language or culture, can suddenly slip into sync when discussing our passion...

After we passed under the gate, the horses had only one thing in mind. Capuli, my hardy little horse named after a tart native cherry, made...