Another rainy day, though by the time we'd had breakfast and got on the horses, it had slowed to a misty rain. We hadn't gone far when we arrived at the Stoney creek warden station - years ago park wardens and their families would live full time in the park, in small cabins.
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The park warden lived here with his wife and son |
And on we went, stopping again for lunch beside the river, riding back to another corral near town. It was a great ride, despite the clouds and rain - a wonderful group, a great guide and good, sure-footed horses. We saw lots of wildflowers, some of which I could identify, lots of deer, one rabbit, a heron, and a Spruce grouse. No bears, thank heavens!
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Denver, my horse for the three days |
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