Dreaming, over at Living a Dream, has started a new blog hop for use horse lovers to reach out and meet each other. It's called the Hobby Horse Blog Hop and each week she'll be posting prompts for us to write about. Since Estes is gone for the winter, my blog fodder is running thin, so this will be good for me keep in the blogging groove.
This week's prompts included the questions:
- Tell us about your first horse, real or imagined.
- What lesson(s) did you learn from a horse?
- What riding discipline intrigues you the most?
|Photo courtesy: Rachel at Once Upon a Miracle|
I did have a plastic Breyer horse when I was younger that did lots and lots of laps around the make-shift barrels in my bedroom and I had a favorite tree limb at our cabin that was just the right size for a five year-old's pretend horse. I put many miles on the branch that stuck out horizontally from the tree and then arced upward like a horse's neck. The Bionic Cowgirl knew that I'd either be riding my tree horse or flying my invisible helicopter when we were at the cabin. Luckily, they were right next to each other. In fact, I used the seat of my helicopter (a rock at just the right height) to mount my trusty steed.
As far as lessons learned from horses, there are too many to list. I don't even know where to begin. Every encounter with a horse is a learning opportunity and I've been lucky in that most of my lessons have been positive.
I know very little about the different disciplines and have even less desire to compete in any of them. Does that make me a snob? Or a reverse snob? I'm a trail rider through-and-through. Not a competitive trail rider, not an endurance rider. Simply a let's-get-on-our-horse-and-go-explore kind of trail rider. Estes is game for anything, so we're a good fit.
My question: Where is your favorite place to ride? Or where do you think would be your favorite place to ride?