Belle and the Fjord-eating pipes

A friend and I rode today at Boulder Valley Ranch, and Belle did very well with the cows, dogs, bicycles, and baby buggies, but boy she was concerned about those ridged metal pipes that go under trails so that ditch water can flow through them. She was pretty sure they ate Fjords for lunch!

She could see them coming long before I could. She'd suddenly look way down the trail and stop, and I'd urge her forward, but as we'd get closer she'd become clearly concerned. Sometimes I couldn't see the pipes until we were actually crossing them, but boy she could see them in advance!

By the end of the ride I got her to go over them without wanting to rush over them, but that's definitely something to work on. It's such a strange thing, too. Why would double-occupancy baby buggies being pushed by joggers not so much as merit a turned ear, but pipes pose a threat?! I should call the horse psychic!
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