SpruceRI
Well-Known Member
I've owned my own horses for 19yrs, and always kept them at non-horsey private homes or farms.
Was thinking the other day how times have changed:
When I got my first horse, he wore a blanket lined green waxed canvas rug, with a surcingle over the top to keep it straight (never worked). The leg straps and chest straps were made out of thick pigskin leather which were really stiff to undo and all the buckles rusted. The rain did eventually soak through so if you took the rug off off they took about 3 days to dry, plus they weighed a ton. Think my boy Flynn only had one New Zealand rug in those days, so presume he just got wet the rest of the time.
Feed: Basic pony nuts, and a hot bran mash on a cold Sunday after a long ride. Well, I say a long ride, probably no more than 1 1/2hrs of walk and trot, but as I was frozen solid in my draughty wax jacket and cheapo rubber riding boots, I presumed he was!
Don't think I ever had his teeth done.
Kissing spines and a bad back were unheard of, although many horses had white marks on their withers where their rugs rubbed (or their saddles)
Hay: you got the choice of meadow or seed hay. I always bought the cheapest and I think 30 bales used to last all year.
Christmas Day: you never saw a soul about so I used to ride the traffic-shy Flynn into the Town Centre and Dad took pics of us outside the Town Hall and on the cinema steps!
Show Jumps: mine were made out of old pallets, buckets and hop poles. I have one remaining hop pole, acquired 2nd hand, a bit thin now, but 20yrs + life, not bad for a jump pole!
What other happy memories of days gone by do you lot have?
Was thinking the other day how times have changed:
When I got my first horse, he wore a blanket lined green waxed canvas rug, with a surcingle over the top to keep it straight (never worked). The leg straps and chest straps were made out of thick pigskin leather which were really stiff to undo and all the buckles rusted. The rain did eventually soak through so if you took the rug off off they took about 3 days to dry, plus they weighed a ton. Think my boy Flynn only had one New Zealand rug in those days, so presume he just got wet the rest of the time.
Feed: Basic pony nuts, and a hot bran mash on a cold Sunday after a long ride. Well, I say a long ride, probably no more than 1 1/2hrs of walk and trot, but as I was frozen solid in my draughty wax jacket and cheapo rubber riding boots, I presumed he was!
Don't think I ever had his teeth done.
Kissing spines and a bad back were unheard of, although many horses had white marks on their withers where their rugs rubbed (or their saddles)
Hay: you got the choice of meadow or seed hay. I always bought the cheapest and I think 30 bales used to last all year.
Christmas Day: you never saw a soul about so I used to ride the traffic-shy Flynn into the Town Centre and Dad took pics of us outside the Town Hall and on the cinema steps!
Show Jumps: mine were made out of old pallets, buckets and hop poles. I have one remaining hop pole, acquired 2nd hand, a bit thin now, but 20yrs + life, not bad for a jump pole!
What other happy memories of days gone by do you lot have?