ALL THE PRETTY HORSES

My best friend and I had big plans of paddling out at Canyon Lake on Saturday. Until those plans fell through. Instead, we spent the evening pretending to hike Brown Mountain and taking a bunch of ridiculous pictures. Because we could (we are getting REALLY good at the timer-thing). To make up for the botched lake trip, we decided on a Sunday morning paddle down the Salt with our girlies. All in all, we saw 73 wild horses while on the water. And only felt like tossing our girls overboard 47 times... Not sure what I would do without this friend of mine.