Or lack thereof ...for Fran. :) Doing one of their formation maneuvers.

I grew up with horses and while we always used bridles my horse knew where I wanted to go anyway. I had fondness for barrel racing for a while and I remember how the only time I ever had trouble is when I was momentarily confused in my own mind about whether I was going left or right around the next barrel. The horse almost seemed to read my mind - and my confusion. But if I kept my focus like a laser on the barrel and which way we were going to go around it, then the horse did it without hesitation and without further guidance.

I still miss barrel racing sometimes.