Day 4

I woke up much earlier than the rest of my cabin to go horseback riding with Maria from the other cabin. We both wanted a more serious ride, since we both were *experienced* riders. (Note: This is the best example ever of my favorite Texas phrase, "I used to could." I used to ride horses, and I used to be good at it. I havent been riding in a few years, and I probably should have said that.) So the girl at the stables gave us her 2 most difficult horses, had us saddle and bridle them up (yeah, havent done that in a loooooong time!) and then took us on a very difficult/ borderline dangerous ride up in the mountains. The ride was spectacular, except for the part where my horse wouldnt listen to me (because I used to could and now i cant) and ran me into several trees, and tried to kick me off a few times. We stopped and had fika (a swedish coffee break with sandwhiches and coffee) at some random families cabin where they took a lot of pictures of us and told me I spoke good swedish (I think all swedish people are just very polite). It really was amazing, they would never let you ride like that in the states, but I just wish my horse wasnt being such an a-hole, that put a slight damper on things. OH- and then I woke up the next morning and couldnt move because my back hurt so terribly bad. I think it all goes back to "Maybe I shouldnt have said I was such an experienced rider when it has been so long. Whoops."After I got back, my cabin went to see a fish ladder nearby. They measure all the fish that come through before they release it. The guy who did this was great:

I made the mistake of identifying some ladies Kerry Blue Terrier and got the whole group in a convo with her where she insisted that Kerry Blue Terriers are the best dogs ever, and then insisted that we take a picture with her dog. You're welcome everyone: