Blondie had been doing great - though to be fair, they'd really only passed one truck on their ride, and it had been relatively quiet. Until the motorcycle approached, at least. Blondie shied, head tossing as he pranced in a nervous half-circle - or tried. He only managed a few steps before Cassidy controlled him, murmuring calmly. It was good experience, though she didn't think the chances of him running into motorcycles frequently were going to be very high.
She'd left off a helmet as well, sticking with sunglasses, and was dressed casually - breeches and field boots with a black polo. She slowed and then stopped, Blondie turned towards the road so he could see what was coming.