We always used to have our summer holidays in France, and I often tried to squeeze in a ride.
Two memorable ones.
One was billed as a day long river ride, and showed horses tethered under trees by a river while people had a picnic lunch. It was a great ride, and involved crossing big rivers, and there was a picnic spot just like the photo - but we hadn't realised that we had to bring our own picnic! We survived on the ends of other people's baguettes when they felt sorry for us
The other was one where the tack was we were expected to groom and tack up our own horses and I found a nasty cut on the pastern and showed them, and then got a new horse, and the tack was dry and hard leather and held together with string.