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fandomhigh2015-07-07 01:06 am
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Outdoor Adventure Time!, part 2, Tuesday, period 1
The class met at Portalocity again today. Eliot looked particularly thrilled this time around, which was a little bit odd; he was usually the calm, zen-like one in this class, not the one who looked like they were going to bounce out of their shoes.
Parker, on the other hand, looked a bit grumpy. “This is more Eliot’s thing. I’m staying at the petting zoo.” Pout.
"I promise it's still fun and exciting," Eliot said. He waved the class to follow and led them through the portal, into a large, sunny pasture. A barn stood at one end, with loads of little padlocks and pens arranged around it, filled with goats and sheep, rabbits, some piglets, a big shaggy cow, and even a llama. That'd be the petting zoo Parker was talking about. On the other end, the one Eliot was headed for, an older man was standing by the gate of a big outdoor riding ring, where several horses of various sizes and colors were tied. "This here is my friend Willie," Eliot introduced. "He trains race horses. And today, you're all gonna get to be jockeys."
“Horses aren’t as scary as I thought.” Parker’s expression was more like a mule’s. “But that isn’t saying much. I’ll be over here. Petting the crias. And feeding them stuff.” Yup. You’re not getting her any closer than that.
"Any of y'all feel the same as Parker, there's no shame. Go have fun with the goats and things." Willie smiled at the kids. "The rest of ya come on over and Eliot and I'll give you a run down on the horses. This is actually a general rescue farm, so we've got horses trained for racing, rodeo, dressage, and simple pleasure riding. Choose your poison."
"Not literally," Eliot promised, mostly talking to Parker. "Horses aren't poisonous."
“Just mean,” Parker said mutinously. “And huge. And sometimes they’ve been teased, and they’re even more mean.”
"This isn't a breeding facility," Willie said, giving her a confused look. "None of them've been teased."
"Just -- let her go pet the crias," Eliot said. "Everyone else, let's get riding!"
Parker, on the other hand, looked a bit grumpy. “This is more Eliot’s thing. I’m staying at the petting zoo.” Pout.
"I promise it's still fun and exciting," Eliot said. He waved the class to follow and led them through the portal, into a large, sunny pasture. A barn stood at one end, with loads of little padlocks and pens arranged around it, filled with goats and sheep, rabbits, some piglets, a big shaggy cow, and even a llama. That'd be the petting zoo Parker was talking about. On the other end, the one Eliot was headed for, an older man was standing by the gate of a big outdoor riding ring, where several horses of various sizes and colors were tied. "This here is my friend Willie," Eliot introduced. "He trains race horses. And today, you're all gonna get to be jockeys."
“Horses aren’t as scary as I thought.” Parker’s expression was more like a mule’s. “But that isn’t saying much. I’ll be over here. Petting the crias. And feeding them stuff.” Yup. You’re not getting her any closer than that.
"Any of y'all feel the same as Parker, there's no shame. Go have fun with the goats and things." Willie smiled at the kids. "The rest of ya come on over and Eliot and I'll give you a run down on the horses. This is actually a general rescue farm, so we've got horses trained for racing, rodeo, dressage, and simple pleasure riding. Choose your poison."
"Not literally," Eliot promised, mostly talking to Parker. "Horses aren't poisonous."
“Just mean,” Parker said mutinously. “And huge. And sometimes they’ve been teased, and they’re even more mean.”
"This isn't a breeding facility," Willie said, giving her a confused look. "None of them've been teased."
"Just -- let her go pet the crias," Eliot said. "Everyone else, let's get riding!"

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Listen to the lecture/look around/talk amongst yourselves
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Horseback riding!
At the end of class, Eliot'll take anyone willing out to a good big field to let you get a really good gallop in. There's no feeling like it in the world.
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She'd grown up wanting to wear the jodhpurs and helmets of English riding, but wasn't Western riding supposed to be easier? But racing horses were supposed to go so faaaaast.
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So mostly she was looking very confused.
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Well, no, the cows don’t want that, but you can watch someone else do it.
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His mood now dampened, he turned around to go find those horses.
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So, she'd be here, all class, alternately petting the animals, babbling to them, and introducing her bunny to the... real bunny.
She laughed a lot when the real bunny nibbled on her stuffed bunny's feet.
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. . . the fact that this involved zipping back and forth between areas on horseback was just a bonus, really.
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Because he'd gotten a puppy. Anything was possible!
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Nope nope nope!
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...Like many a young girl, Kathy had gone through an extensive horse-crazy phase growing up. And, like many a city-girl, the closest she'd gotten to anything resembling horseback was reading about them. So, sorry Parker, but Kathy was firmly on Team Eliot today.
HORSES!
...So, you know, you could find her, but she'd be firmly on horseback today.
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I won three different second place ribbons in dressage when I was a kid, but the absolute greatest was when the pleasure riding skills class got to go for a real good gallop. . . .
[The only horse I ever rode wandered off to eat trees. -Parker-mun]
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HORSES HORSES HORSES/