Horse riding - Vanuatu style.
Of course my horse was rather 'mature.' With no teeth and little energy to carry some British chick on his back, I spent a lot of the time feeling guilty. He also didn't really want to move once knee deep in the water. None the less, we made it through parkland and beach all the way back to the staples, without my horse dying.
One of my favourite moments was when 'the Swede' was rescued by a Vanuatan knight in shining armour!
A great day playing with horses.