Yesterday afternoon, Gogo made her triumphant return to the sea! The last time she went was in February of 2009, so it had been awhile. Her behavior this time around was much better, although she did freak out my honey by threatening to bounce up on her hind legs for no good reason while she was being held and I was going to retrieve my helmet. (Honey has no horse experience... so I can imagine this wasn't much fun. All I saw was a swinging tail from behind my trailer while I peeking out of the tackroom.)
But after that little blip, she was exceedingly well behaved. Or well, mostly. Our little team of Gogo, myself, Ti, and honey all trooped down to the water at Penfield, and while at first Gogo wasn't so sure...
... she soon stepped right in. She was a little bit up at first....
... but she held it together. After a little splashing in the water and some reassuring pats, she settled right in like she had been to the ocean a million times before.
And she tried to drown herself.
We didn't do much, and I wasn't on her for too long - about half an hour. I felt that it was plenty, and I dismounted after we had had our fill of walking and splashing in the water. Honey and I tried to get a cute picture of us standing with the ocean as our backdrop while I was still holding Gogo, and this was the point when Gogo decided to be really really REALLY naughty and lay down in the sand with ALL my tack still on.... bad girl!!!!!!!!
My tack is no worse for the wear... just a bit sandy.
Other than that, and a bit of eye rolling and head twitching when a roaring boat came way too close to the beach and sent huge waves rolling towards us, she was perfect.
And the legs? Ice cold and tight.
I love it.
It was perfect.