Walking dogs a few days ago, we crossed a wide sand road very recently groomed – the entire thing was parallel furrows. Nothing else.
I took a picture. I lost the picture. Don’t ask me how.
Anyway, same place, same time, next day.
Lots of horses had used it, apparently. I don’t recall ever seeing more than two horses at a time out there, maybe three. And I make no claims of expertise. But that looks like the tracks of much more than two or even three horses. Where did they come from? Where did they go? Who groomed the road?
Mysteries, mysteries….
Three horses one way and then back again, plus, of course, the night visits from the unicorns.
Aha! Right you are – I had to put on special filters to see the unicorn hoof prints.