Sounds like it was a great time PM me and I will tell you howI went horseback camping with a girlfriend in the west of Ireland about 25 years ago.
She rode a smart thoroughbred, I rode a cross between a draught horse and a yak called Roger the Sod.
We lived on guinness, bread and cheese. The horses ate grass although Roger frequently tried to supplement his diet with human flesh - mine.
We had a tent I'd bought somewhere for a couple of pounds, two old sleeping bags and our labrador dog.
I seem to remember it rained every day.
We had a great time!
to stop the biting not on hear they don't think I am PC as it is