Many memories were made at this simple log house at the edge of the Mark Twain Forest. My friends are special to me. We share our deep dark secrets and console each other, listen intently, and treasure each other's friendship.
Being outdoors rejuvinates the soul. It makes you breath, really breath. And the horses, I can't say enough about them. It's our common thread. We love our horses. We ride the Ozark Trail all throughout Missouri. We ride hard and long. We ride fast. Our gaited horses have taken us places where I'd never have the gumption to walk.
This is the life, the GOOD LIFE.