tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861053677041266898.post7961977483277324802..comments2024-03-26T13:09:46.725-04:00Comments on The Brown Knowser: Of HorsesRoss Brownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11992849406652481756noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861053677041266898.post-45576901431942119932013-01-31T14:19:31.816-05:002013-01-31T14:19:31.816-05:00In 1995 or '96, my wife and I did a 60-km hike...In 1995 or '96, my wife and I did a 60-km hike from a provincial park to Kingston, ON. Several times, the trail took us through farm fields. In one such field, several horses approached us and crowded around me. My wife had to wade through them and take my hand. She calmly said to them, "it's okay, he's with me," and they let us pass.<br /><br />I shit you not.Ross Brownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11992849406652481756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5861053677041266898.post-20419996469170789312013-01-31T14:13:27.963-05:002013-01-31T14:13:27.963-05:00I kid you not, horses treated me the same way: I w...I kid you not, horses treated me the same way: I was walking in a field (on a public path) with my mom, and they came charging over. I was terrified and jumped in the brambles. Naturally, they stopped before the bushes and didn't come that close, but I freaked and wouldn't walk through fields with horses in them. <br />Never mind fields with cows...miriamhttp://www.themerryrunner.comnoreply@blogger.com