On March 1st, 2010, my friend Walter and I set off on an adventure with my Arabian horse, Sojourner. I rode Soj across America and Walter drove our little truck (with no trailer). The trip began in Los Angeles, California and successfully ended in Bath, New Hampshire 8 months and 14 days later. It was a 3,700 mile ride.

We rode in celebration of family and as an outreach to those dealing with divorce-related depression.

This ride tells a tale of love in many forms - through the people we meet along the way, our connection with the horse, with the land, and with each other.

As this blog goes on it gets more and more in depth with tons of photos and experiences. Snuggle in with a cup of tea and read this like a book. I have switched the blog around so it reads start to finish so you don't have to read backward (except the first entry).

Here is our story...



Says it all for tonight.


  1. Holy Smokes! What kind of excitement/altercation do we have going on here?! Those are some pretty firmly pinned back ears.

  2. Linny is Soj alright, Thats a pretty scary picture to leave us all with overnight!!!!

  3. I'm guessing this looks worse than it was, Wendy. Probably, Soj and the other horse were nose to nose when they let out huge shrieks. It rarely goes anywhere after that.

  4. The only place it went to after that was towards our fear that Sojourner and the horse next to him had contracted some kind of mental illness. The horses in the background seem equally as concerned. We couldn't stop laughing at this picture...

    I was also wondering where those spectacular haircuts came from. If anyone has been following the hockey playoffs, you'd notice that these two fit in perfectly with their mohawk and mullet.

  5. ... oh and just to let everyone know, we've hit the road again this morning. Sojourner snapped out of his goofy attempts at becoming a lead horse and was reminded about the wonderful world of long distance riding. Linny and Soj will be making a quick pit stop at Pie-O-Neer for a photo op and a coffee, and then I'll press on and look for a good place to camp just short of Datil.

    A million thanks go to Larry and Jennie at Horseman's Haven Ranch/Retreat. It was an incredible week of solid sleep, delicious meals, generosity, and natural horsemanship. As sad as we may be to leave the comforts of a home, it's refreshing to be on the move again.

  6. Parting is such sweet sorrow. I thought the pic of the horses was kind of funny, too. Shows how much I know.