poiuytrewq
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My best old boy was a HarleyI’ve found that I don’t mind it at all, except I’d love to still be riding Harley. He is 31 and happily retired though, so my boots are hung up (probably).
My best old boy was a HarleyI’ve found that I don’t mind it at all, except I’d love to still be riding Harley. He is 31 and happily retired though, so my boots are hung up (probably).
Since I lost my arab 3 years ago the light seems to have gone out of my riding life. I owned him for 18 years, we were so absolutely in tune with each other to the point where any horse I've ridden since doesn't hold any real joy for me. I know I can't expect to find that magic again, it was once in a lifetime. I've got an elderly but full of beans and great fun section D Welsh mare that I haven't ridden for over a year, I groom her, get the tack out and realise my riding mojo has disappeared and the saddle goes back on the rack. I do genuinly miss riding, it doesn't help that I've got my own little yard here at home so there's nobody to pep talk me back into it, and nobody to ride with.
That's also my mare! 17 in May and turned out happy and feral.I have a 17yo schoolmaster out in the field who hasnt been ridden in months and possibly I wont ever ride him again.
He has gone a bit feral and is absolutely in his element just dossing about in the field all day with his friends.