Yesterday my dad and step mum took me to Exmoor Pony Centre. First we got lost. Great start! When we finally found the centre after winding roads with my dad's driving (bad) a lady greeted us and showed us a form we had to fill in before we could ride the ponies. Next she showed us which ponies we would be riding. Mine was called Kate, my dad's was called Rufus and my step mum's was called Ramar. We got to brush and saddle them. I was first on. Up I went, Kate was about the same size as Conan (my favourite pony at the stables I go to). I walked around the inside school while my dad and step mum were getting on their ponies. My dad looked a bit strange on a pony as I was used to him being on massive horses! Then we set off, Kate didn't want to go out of the school but after a while she walked on down the lane. Of course Ramar had to stop as well! When finally the ponies were moving Ramar decided to walk into the bush. After a bit of squeesing and kicking Charlotte and Ramar were out of the bush. Then Rufus decided to keep stopping and not moving for at least a minute after. Obviously Kate started stopping too! Finally we got to the moor. Kate was a bit annoying as whenever there was a dip she stopped in front of it, walked very slowly into it and then raced up the other side. One time she did it when I was looking behind me and talking to Charlotte. She did it so suddenly I nearly fell off! Soon we decided it was time for a trot (a bad idea)! We started trotting and Kate suddenly cantered off! I'm fine with cantering but it was so sudden and we were out on the open moor I got a very big shock! After finding my way back to the group the lady asked if I wanted to trot again. I said yes willingly but that was another bad idea! She cantered straightaway again. This was just annoying so I started being tougher with her but that just made her put her head down. I was very annoyed with her now. Guess what it began to rain! Finally we got back to the lane and I had a really nice talk with the lady. When we got back and jumped off I couldn't feel my feet, toes and fingers. It hurt when I walked which wasn't too nice! The lady let us warm up in her office where a warm inviting heater was. At last we were off! My dad and step mum decided to pop into the London Inn in Molland for lunch. We ordered (I ordered Welsh Rare-Bit otherwise known as cheese on toast with bacon)! My step mum and I warmed ourselves by a lovely log fire! At last our food came. I didn't have much to eat because the people put English Mustard on the cheese on toast and I hated it! In the end I ate my bacon and salad and a bit of my step mum's jacket potato. We drove back home and changed our clothes and warmed up. The rest of the day was spent slobbing around and watching TV.
Bye for now!