Me on my horse Slim Shady... we were quite the team, or not.
We continued our travels along the East Cape from Te Kaha
to Ronetokio. After singing the night before our bus had become a lot closer. We arrived a Ronetokio prepaired to horseback ride but were forced to wait around for the people to show up. When they finally did we were introduced to the man who would be teaching us to ride. He only had one hand, the other was just a hook, we secretly all prayed that he hadn't lost that other hand dealing with a horse. He gave us a two minute introduction of how to ride your horse then put us on the horses and sent us off. I was the lucky one to get on the horse Slim Shady. The ride itself was beautiful, a gorgeous ride alone the beach and up into the hills. Too bad I was on the verge of tears for most of it so the scenery was totally lost. Here I am in the middle of no where, not knowing how to ride a horse (who really just wanted to run). That in itself was not fun. We got to the end of the beach and I was thinking to myself, thank god! Now we can turn around! Oh no, we trecked up these winding hills with a ledge and no gate on one side. Now I don't know how to control horses, I hate ledges. Moral of the story, I will never ride a horse again! Later that night we did the tame art of bone carving (which only involves a drill). We had a bonfire for a little and then headed to bed early so we could wake up at 5AM to see the first sunrise in the world!