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The lure of a long-distance ride leads Mefo Phillips to team up with her sister Susie and their spotted Appaloosa horses Leo, a flirt with a passion for Mars Bars, and affectionate, gluttonous Apollo, for a pilgrimage down the medievil Way of St.James from Canterbury to Spain. The lure of a map of European glof courses entices Mefo's husband Peter to follow them in a rackety old horsebox...
Slowed by thunderstorms, vertgo, worn-out horseshoes and a variety of eccentric farmers, it's boiling midsummer by the time they reach the Castilian plains after a meander across lush springtime France. With 1,700 miles, four mountain ranges, and encounters with galloping goats, nude pilgrims, rampant donkeys and a fountain of red wine behind them , horses and humans are inseparable by the time they reach Santiago and the suddenly daunting prospect of a trundle in the horsebox back to England and a normal life.
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Monsieur le Farmer has a flat cap and a rat-trap mouth, out of which columns of angry words are quick-marching, and Peter's ears have been battered by the word 'merde' so often that he's switched off. Both look amazed to see us, Peter because we've suddently sprouted another horse and rider, and Monsieur le Farmer because he wasn't expecting to see horses at all - he was expecting to see a car. When we told him we were on deux chevaux, he thought we meant a Citroen,
The lure of a long-distance ride leads Mefo Phillips to team up with her sister Susie and their spotted Appaloosa horses Leo, a flirt with a passion for Mars Bars, and affectionate, gluttonous Apollo, for a pilgrimage down the medievil Way of St.James from Canterbury to Spain. The lure of a map of European glof courses entices Mefo's husband Peter to follow them in a rackety old horsebox...
Slowed by thunderstorms, vertgo, worn-out horseshoes and a variety of eccentric farmers, it's boiling midsummer by the time they reach the Castilian plains after a meander across lush springtime France. With 1,700 miles, four mountain ranges, and encounters with galloping goats, nude pilgrims, rampant donkeys and a fountain of red wine behind them , horses and humans are inseparable by the time they reach Santiago and the suddenly daunting prospect of a trundle in the horsebox back to England and a normal life.
