Pony trekking, or as the horses say "Not Again!"

We left Winton and drove to Dunedin (which is Scots Gaelic for Edinburgh!) Dunedin was quite beautiful, and extremely steep! After checking the guide book we were not sure we could find a place to go pony trekking. We found a place which looked excellent, we met our guide Cheryl who was as mad as a hatter but was so lovely.

Lorna got a horse called Trolley, who was about 16 years old and about 14 hands high, I got a horse called Ginger, who was 21 years old and about 16 hands high (you could say I looked up to him!)

So we had a brief instruction on getting on and off the horses etc, we then set off to the beach with our horses, Cheryl and Tigger the dog. To be honest, the horses knew exactly what they were doing and were they had to go so they did not require much directing.

On the beach we saw a Sea lion lying in the sand, he was a massive guy, bigger than I expected. He did not really move other than to keep a beady eye on us. We also saw a Fur seal which was cute, just as the horses passed what looked like a log on the beach, it reared up and yawned. It really did look just like Amy!!

We finished up with the horses and then drove to Omaru, but we did not reach it time to visit the penguins. So we just stayed overnight and go ready to hand the van back the following day.