Maobi is getting more and more difficult to handle. I am managing to stay on with difficulty during our late afternoon ‘promenades’ which are becoming more like battles everyday. We are pitting our wills against each other: Maobi wants to go hell for leather, I don’t.
There is simply no space to do a proper gallop on the neighbourhood streets with schoolchildren everywhere. Soon the water will have receded so we can return to our great rides around the ancient burial grounds of Djenne Djeno. In the meantime I have decided to take him off his high energy diet by reducing the millet.