...way home. Well, in fact not so long, but quite hard, when you have to walk through rather deep snow with 7 horses.
Yes, 7 horses, and all of them ours.

You probably ask how this could happen. Just after work we got a call, that our horses broke out off their fence, followed Bjarni's herd to their pasture and were waiting there to be brought home again. There was quite some snow and the fences rather low at some places and easy for horses to step over them. Bjarni's herd decided to take a stroll, walked over their fence and visited our horses. Of course you have to join a big party like that, don't you? I think at least our youngsters were pretty excited about all these guests and the mares had no choice than following them.

When we arrived with 4 halters, 2 handhorsegirths and a big bag of bread, our horses were happy to see us and marched towards us. Now it was just getting the mares, putting a girth on 2 of them, putting the other 2 to the girth and hope that the youngsters would follow. I was leading List and Ögn, Þrá and Vordís were attached and Fönix and the foals loose. Our caravan needed more or less all the width of the ridingtrack... Everything went well, Fönix was just once thinking about taking a different turn, but came running again after a few meters and Ögn's son tried to follow some riders we met on the track. 

It looked like the horses were quite happy to be back in their fence with their hay. Bjarni told us, that Vordís kept her little group together and took care, no other horse would mix into it. We heightened the fence where it was lowest and just hope the best for the next days.

No pictures taken as I forgot my cam at home.