Not far from Peter is a magical world, as if created by Peter Pan. With horses, dogs, children, adults, performances, forest walks, freedom and free spirit of childhood and joy - Mom Ksyusha, climb! I lift my head in a red height. Easy to say! A bay handsome by the name of Calipso does not look at me - he shouts, snorts to the side, shakes his bangs. The instructor Lisa comes up to me and takes the matter into her own hands. A minute later I am sitting on a wide horse back.