While that sail on Lake George had done the trick to distract her from her near death experiences, both real and not, a program that required them to be on a another ship didn't seem like the right choice. They'd both spent plenty enough time aboard ships at is, and the last thing she wanted was to remind him of the dark, green-tinted void of that Borg cube.

An sudden idea struck her.

"Tell me, Chakotay, do you know how to ride? A horse, I mean."