And now it's the day after and I'm battered and bruised. Tired and
worn. We rode from Hollywood to Burbank, past the Hollywood sign,
through an old landfill, under a freeway to a Mexican restaurant.
Then had a quick dinner and got back on the horses (already in pain)
and did the hour and a half ride back.
It was fun, but I can't say I'd do it in such a large group again. You
have to ride single file so it's not like you can actually talk to the
27 other people you're there with.
And the picture might not work.