QueenOfCadence
Well-Known Member
So with all the fighting and chaos on HHO recently I thought it might be nice to start a thread that's a bit on the brighter side . So here's the idea, I'm going to post a couple of headings and under each heading you can post a special equine memory . I thought this may be a good idea as we are all at different stages in our lives and sometimes it's good to reflect . I'll start us off (use the headings that I use):
The first horse I ever rode was a crossbreed (possibly had a little bit of everything in him!). He was probably about 11hh (though he seemed huge to me at the time. I was 4 and he was my first solo ride XD). He was a bright skewbald with one blue eye and one brown eye. I adored him to bits and thought the sun shone through his behind, infact in my mind he was the champion of all horses and nobody was priviledged enough to ride him except for me XD. Later year however, as I got exposed to more ponies, I started realizing how naughty he was and that for years I had been his slave without even realizing it! Wouldn't trade the experiences I had with him for anything though
Hmm... I actually have to think about this one... The first fall I ever had was off of a chestnut TB mare named Beguirra. We were hacking out when a horse-eating pram came up the rode. Beguirra literally took a side step and I came tumbling off (mind you I was 6 at the time and my mom was on foot next to me) - I can't really remember this fall though but I know it happened because my mother still hasn't let me live it down as I apparently begged to get back on Beguirra even though I had scraped open my arm on the tar . The first fall I can remember having was off of my first pony (who I still have), we made the mistake of buying him for a dealer who said he was perfectly safe - he through me in the riding school during a lessons and promplty continued to gallop on and jump over the schooling arena's meter high fence. He took a few more gallop strides after his jump, then stopped and started munching the grass. I remember worrying more about whether he was going to be alright than about myself XD (though I will say that there were some pity tears involved).
My first win ever was on Duke in a Lead Rein showing class. I remember winning and thinking that I was THE best rider ever to grace this earth and I remember thinking that none of those ponies stood a flying chance against MY Duke.
Having to sell my Hanoverian baby recently because of finances . I remember balling everytime someone came to try him out. I had imported him from Namibia as a 2 year old and he had been mine through everything - backing, schooling, first clip, first time being blanketed. Everything. I'm still sad when I think about it but atleast he went to a fantastic home (my instructor ended up buying him XD) where he is loved and spoilt rotten
The day I got my first pony (I still have him, ride and compete him about 10 years down the line XD). He was a stunning homozygous palomino Welsh Cob x TB gelding who had done Children's A Grade jumping. He was every little girl's dream though he was a naughty little bugger (and still is). I got him as a birthday present from my parents (though we had started looking for a pony for me LONG before my birthday and I had wanted Goldie LONG before my birthday). I remember feeling on top of the world when I loaded him into that trailer to take him home and I remember putting him into his new stable which already had his name next to it. Best day ever
Scariest Equine Moment:
Oooh, I remember this one well because it happened last year. I took Goldie (my first pony XD. Now not as young as he use to be) to Higher Inter-Regionals dressage and Equitation last year. I remember arriving and noticing that Goldie was acting up but he usually does, so I didn't think much of it... As soon as we got into the warm up to start warming up for Equitation he started going bezerk. I reared up, bucked, bolted, shied away - he was an absolute monster. I couldn't even walk him down to the Equitation arena and so had to scratch. I spent another hour trying to calm him down before our dressage - which I eventually managed to do. He did the dressage classes but he wasn't happy about it and he gave me quite a few good bucks to let me know about it. It turns out one of the novice grooms had put Tick Grease into his ears earlier and this was what had freaked him out. It was the coldest, windiest day of the year and tick grease burns when the wind blows on it. Poor pony... I have never felt so out of control in my life and I never thought that I'd literally start making peace with dying on a day because of my Goldie
Would have to be Goldie once again . He came from a Show Jumping background where he was treated more as a machine for rosettes than as a horse, he came to use with a horrible phobia of Jumping (because of a Jumping accident he had had with his previous owner). He was scared of whips and will still freak at the sight of spurs today. But the fact that one little plucky pony could turn my whole world upside down (in a good way) and accept a rather eccentric, odd teenager as his own still makes my heart skip a beat whenever I think of it. There is no greater compliment than having a horse that wont allow anybody but you to ride it :')
I remember very clearly what type of horse I wanted as a child . A BIG white one that looked like a unicorn that would bow down to let me mount it, or a pitch black stallion that would rear up in dramatic moments that would be wild and that I would tame OR a buckskin pony who was tame enough to live in my house and that was small enough to sleep in my bed with me XD. Regardless to say, I'm much easier to please now and I'll settle for a nice calm sporthorse any day XD
So that's it from me ! Share your equine memories ! I'd love to hear them
First Horse You Ever Rode:
The first horse I ever rode was a crossbreed (possibly had a little bit of everything in him!). He was probably about 11hh (though he seemed huge to me at the time. I was 4 and he was my first solo ride XD). He was a bright skewbald with one blue eye and one brown eye. I adored him to bits and thought the sun shone through his behind, infact in my mind he was the champion of all horses and nobody was priviledged enough to ride him except for me XD. Later year however, as I got exposed to more ponies, I started realizing how naughty he was and that for years I had been his slave without even realizing it! Wouldn't trade the experiences I had with him for anything though
First Fall:
Hmm... I actually have to think about this one... The first fall I ever had was off of a chestnut TB mare named Beguirra. We were hacking out when a horse-eating pram came up the rode. Beguirra literally took a side step and I came tumbling off (mind you I was 6 at the time and my mom was on foot next to me) - I can't really remember this fall though but I know it happened because my mother still hasn't let me live it down as I apparently begged to get back on Beguirra even though I had scraped open my arm on the tar . The first fall I can remember having was off of my first pony (who I still have), we made the mistake of buying him for a dealer who said he was perfectly safe - he through me in the riding school during a lessons and promplty continued to gallop on and jump over the schooling arena's meter high fence. He took a few more gallop strides after his jump, then stopped and started munching the grass. I remember worrying more about whether he was going to be alright than about myself XD (though I will say that there were some pity tears involved).
First Win:
My first win ever was on Duke in a Lead Rein showing class. I remember winning and thinking that I was THE best rider ever to grace this earth and I remember thinking that none of those ponies stood a flying chance against MY Duke.
Saddest Equine Moment:
Having to sell my Hanoverian baby recently because of finances . I remember balling everytime someone came to try him out. I had imported him from Namibia as a 2 year old and he had been mine through everything - backing, schooling, first clip, first time being blanketed. Everything. I'm still sad when I think about it but atleast he went to a fantastic home (my instructor ended up buying him XD) where he is loved and spoilt rotten
Happiest Equine Moment:
The day I got my first pony (I still have him, ride and compete him about 10 years down the line XD). He was a stunning homozygous palomino Welsh Cob x TB gelding who had done Children's A Grade jumping. He was every little girl's dream though he was a naughty little bugger (and still is). I got him as a birthday present from my parents (though we had started looking for a pony for me LONG before my birthday and I had wanted Goldie LONG before my birthday). I remember feeling on top of the world when I loaded him into that trailer to take him home and I remember putting him into his new stable which already had his name next to it. Best day ever
Scariest Equine Moment:
Oooh, I remember this one well because it happened last year. I took Goldie (my first pony XD. Now not as young as he use to be) to Higher Inter-Regionals dressage and Equitation last year. I remember arriving and noticing that Goldie was acting up but he usually does, so I didn't think much of it... As soon as we got into the warm up to start warming up for Equitation he started going bezerk. I reared up, bucked, bolted, shied away - he was an absolute monster. I couldn't even walk him down to the Equitation arena and so had to scratch. I spent another hour trying to calm him down before our dressage - which I eventually managed to do. He did the dressage classes but he wasn't happy about it and he gave me quite a few good bucks to let me know about it. It turns out one of the novice grooms had put Tick Grease into his ears earlier and this was what had freaked him out. It was the coldest, windiest day of the year and tick grease burns when the wind blows on it. Poor pony... I have never felt so out of control in my life and I never thought that I'd literally start making peace with dying on a day because of my Goldie
The Horse That Touched Your Heart:
Would have to be Goldie once again . He came from a Show Jumping background where he was treated more as a machine for rosettes than as a horse, he came to use with a horrible phobia of Jumping (because of a Jumping accident he had had with his previous owner). He was scared of whips and will still freak at the sight of spurs today. But the fact that one little plucky pony could turn my whole world upside down (in a good way) and accept a rather eccentric, odd teenager as his own still makes my heart skip a beat whenever I think of it. There is no greater compliment than having a horse that wont allow anybody but you to ride it :')
Your Dream Horse As A Child:
I remember very clearly what type of horse I wanted as a child . A BIG white one that looked like a unicorn that would bow down to let me mount it, or a pitch black stallion that would rear up in dramatic moments that would be wild and that I would tame OR a buckskin pony who was tame enough to live in my house and that was small enough to sleep in my bed with me XD. Regardless to say, I'm much easier to please now and I'll settle for a nice calm sporthorse any day XD
So that's it from me ! Share your equine memories ! I'd love to hear them