Horseback riding this morning at 9 a.m. was beautiful. It was a picturesque portion of beach, if you overlooked the massive amounts of trash that had washed up, and tried not to smell the horse droppings that seemed to appear out of no where all the time. There actually was a little guy that ran after us with a bag who picked up all the horse droppings from the water, put them in a plastic bag and then, when he thought no one was looking, tossed the bag and the horse droppings into the forest.