Quad bikes and horses
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The boys went off on quad-bikes and the girls went for a spot of horse riding.....
Our horses were lovely little things but had crap bridles that looked very uncomfortable and an owner that was a right muppet. The horses were terrified of him. Anyway all clambered on board and off we trotted along a dirt track, which was more like a badly-surfaced road. Quite a lot of traffic went past as we toddled along but the horses didn't seem bothered by the vehicles, even when drivers beeped their horns!
We got to the entrance of the waterfall park and our horses had an hour to rest. We went into the park and started the long walk down to the bottom of the waterfall. Sue and I got to the huge pool that the waterfall cascaded into and we were rewarded with beautiful views and refreshing spray from the falls.
The 4 of us, back on our horses, rode back along the track and realised our ponies liked to race each other, we think they all liked to be the leader and so there were several barging through moments, clattering of stirrups, and lots of ''excuse me, sorry, coming through''. Great to be back in the saddle again but after hearing the boys adventures on the quad bikes, Jess and I felt a bit peeved that we didn't have time to try quadbiking too......
We were assigned a quad bike and were told 'not to overtake the guide' - unfortunately, those at the back (dads) only heard 'no overtaking' and were stuck behind the ridiculously slow Chinaman/Russian woman for ages while the rest of us raced around the roads and dirt tracks to our heart's content.
We eventually got to a river crossing where Mitch got soaked, I stayed dry, Dad tried his very hardest to flip his bike and Roy made us all look distinctly amateur by crossing with expert precision. Having re-crossed we made our way along a 3 mile dirt track, Mitch and I hot on the tail of the guide, the Dads hot on our tails. Quad bikes kick up a lot of dirt (or mud if you've just crossed a river). Butch Russian ladies don't like dirt. Or mud. Mitch got a serious telling off for repeatedly covering her in mud and she eventually complained to the guide who made us go behind China/Russia. Then we got bored at 3mph and we all overtook them with a giant cloud of dust in our wake.
Mitch grew bored of his bog-standard bike so he broke the suspension and he got the customised guide bike.
We pulled onto the tarmac and suddenly found an extra kick of speed, quickly arriving at a fish farm for lunch of a large fresh fish each. Back on the dirt tracks again Mitch tried to overtake (in a ditch) and flipped his bike, performing an Olga Korbett double backflip with triple pike, landing perfectly on his feet.
China wore an all-cream outfit which was completely clean by the time we got back. He must have avoided driving behind Mitch.