Noodles_3
Well-Known Member
I just thought it would be a nice thread to give a special thanks to the pony/ponies who taught us how to ride as youngsters or our all time favourite pony. Please include pictures if you can
Mine was Lucky all I knew is that he was old and a strawberry roan gelding! He wasn't the prettiest pony but god how I adored him. If you approached his stable with tack his ears would be back and he would pull the ugliest of faces but once I side he stopped. He was an absolute gent to ride and taught the most nervous beginners and would ALWAYS look after them. I never saw him misbehave once under the saddle. Though, he could always step it up a gear if you wanted. I fell off him once doing clear round jumping, he just seemed to come 'alive' and once we were over the first jump he was like a rocket, I just couldn't stay on so I went out the side door and he stood on my thigh by accident I had a massive hoof imprint and it was all bloody - ouch. Lucky stopped and stood looking at me like .. Ermm I think you're meant to stay on love!
We also did mini comps at the stable and always come last lol mainly in best turned out as he wasn't the prettiest, even plaited up but to me he was beautiful. As I got older I left the stables and found out a long the grape vine that Lucky had since passed I never did get chance to say goodbye. Unfortunately I have lost other pictures I have of him but the only one I do have is this one
I'd love to hear about your stories and see old pics if anyone has any
Mine was Lucky all I knew is that he was old and a strawberry roan gelding! He wasn't the prettiest pony but god how I adored him. If you approached his stable with tack his ears would be back and he would pull the ugliest of faces but once I side he stopped. He was an absolute gent to ride and taught the most nervous beginners and would ALWAYS look after them. I never saw him misbehave once under the saddle. Though, he could always step it up a gear if you wanted. I fell off him once doing clear round jumping, he just seemed to come 'alive' and once we were over the first jump he was like a rocket, I just couldn't stay on so I went out the side door and he stood on my thigh by accident I had a massive hoof imprint and it was all bloody - ouch. Lucky stopped and stood looking at me like .. Ermm I think you're meant to stay on love!
We also did mini comps at the stable and always come last lol mainly in best turned out as he wasn't the prettiest, even plaited up but to me he was beautiful. As I got older I left the stables and found out a long the grape vine that Lucky had since passed I never did get chance to say goodbye. Unfortunately I have lost other pictures I have of him but the only one I do have is this one
I'd love to hear about your stories and see old pics if anyone has any