had to go to knoxville--ran to the park for a few casts--tried tremont for about 2 hours --was about 300 feet from 3rd brige--all **** broke loose behind me--limbs cracking --the sure sound of something running off the hill --causing havoc--figured it was a bear--and i was about to get religon redefined in about 30 seconds--i stood in the stream,pudgy but cute,and saw a gray horse ,saddleless,with bridle on,stop at the waters edge to get a drink of water.Walked over,took the reigns--a couple of guys came--said the horse had got away from them and thanked me for holding their horse--moral of the story--don't ask why--just hold the horse--some one will be coming for it..