I asked for a sleigh ride for Christmas…sounds like a funny present, right? Well, it’s more of the “experiences” that I cherish than so much the “things” to hold onto. At first, we thought we were going to miss out. It hadn’t snowed in several days and the left over snow had begun to melt. 35 degrees tends to do that here in northern Michigan. The night for our scheduled ride came and the Abraham’s Tennessee Walking Horse Stables called and had to cancel our ride…but they offered a carriage ride for the next morning. We agreed…then when we arrived at 8 a.m. the next morning we were surprised with two black horses, already harnessed, and an offer of a ride in a black “Santa sleigh,” complete with garland, bows, lights, and red velvet seats. Oh glorious! What a snowy, cheery, and cold adventure we would have! The ride was an hour long…with jingle bells the whole way. Let’s just say my face was frozen in a smile…
Our tour guide was great…she’s been doing this with her family for 18 years.
The velvet seats…a blur with the snow and speed of the sleigh.
Dad and I…after we got off the ride. We were bundled up for the journey, as you can tell.
Mom and I, with rosy cheeks and the frozen smiles I mentioned.
A little bit of our ride…
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