Then, after Pam finished working Red, I took him for a mini "trail ride" to the end of the driveway and back. He trotted for me when I asked him--but I wasn't able to sit it properly and Pam made me stop before some boy got his back hurt. [I think she was talking about the horse, though]. I probably looked like a bobble-head doll of myself up there. Con went crazy that Red was out of the pasture and off doing fun things with the people. He whinnied and neighed and GALLOPED around the pasture to show his distress. This resulted in a few cases of "bad manners" by Red, when he felt he had to answer, look for, or even go to his buddy. We got that "straightened out," though and had a nice, if brief ride.
In any event, at long last, the "horse property" has actually been used for equitation.