Things you did when you were little

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Before I was allowed a pony I used to tie rope to the handlebars of my bike and hold them like reins, my bike was called Pepsi and I used to pretend it was a real horse.

I also had a pretend imaginary riding school and had a list of all the horses names, height, breed, colour etc and assign them riders and take them out for a hack (I was always on pepsi of course!)

I would build showjumping courses in the back garden and put my rabbit on a lead and make her jump them. When I got a puppy I made her do it too.

I finally got my own pony when I was 12 but he was kept quite a long way away and I was only allowed there at weekends (his previous owner looked after him during the week for me) I had his tack at home and would clean it every day!
 
i used to go around with my 2neighbours and we would be on our bikes pretending they were horses too! i was always on starlight! lol :p
 
I used to spend whole days following horse tracks. My biggest dream was to find a horse who had lost it's rider which I would catch and reunite horse and rider and they would be so pleased they would teach me to ride.

Jane
 
hacked out bareback used to canter stubble fields and jump anything all bareback wont go faster than a slow trot bareback now :( and that was only a few years ago
 
I did the bike thing too! I used to dream I could move into my friends house, she had a pony that I could ride occasionally when I visited her. We used to lie down and jump over each other!!!
 
Me and my friend used to take it in turns to be the horse and the 'rider' would put a skipping rope around them and use them as reins and then we would run around.

I named my bike 'Beauty' and used to pretend it was a horse. I used to go over speed bumps and pretend they were jumps.

I made a model stable yard out of cardboard (made straw beds and everything out of shredded paper!) and put all of my model ponies in the stables. The yard also had turn out paddocks and a school with a few jumps I had made. I used to pretend I was the instructor and have the ponies all going round as if they were in a riding lesson.

I also used to run around pretending to canter (doing flying changes etc!)

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I used to dream of horses all the time. One night a saw a dream that someone rings the door bell of our flat (we were living on 5th floor mind you), I open the door and my mum stand there with a black filly! "I just found her on the way home so I thought maybe you'd like to keep her" she said :) was so sad to wake up :(
 
Glad I'm not the only one whose bike was a horse!!

Before I had a bike I used to sit on a short but high wall in our back garden and pretend I was riding. (The wall hid the dustbins, so it was a smelly place to sit in summer!)

When I was about 11, I finally got a bike, a Raleigh 'Gemini' model, and it became my horse... called Gemini, of course (also my birth sign). I used to hurtle round the local park, with a twig as my crop. Where the path had been pushed up by big tree roots - they were my show jumps. I think I had a pretty good jumping position going over them!

I'm 47 now and still waiting for my first horse....
 
Charem said:
I mastered rising trot on my bike, and always made sure i was on the correct diagonal! Unfortunatly it didn't have a name.
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this me and a freind would take it in turns to be the instructor

Red30563 said:
Glad I'm not the only one whose bike was a horse!!

with a twig as my crop.
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this aswell and this we would kick and then hit the wheel cos they were being lazy :D
 
I used to pretend my bike was a horse and jump off the kerb in the street. I drew horses and me and my friend made up names for them. I wanted a palomino stallion called Eldorado!!! I read a lot of horsey books for ideas.
Me and my sister had Barbie and Sindy horses that used to 'mount' each other and then the foal was born! My mam went mad.
I don't remember but my mam and dad used to take use up on the moors for a picnic on sunny days, and me and my sister used to 'gallop' around and jump over things.
We had space hoppers and we used to sent up showjump courses for them, using upturned buckets and garden canes. We held showjumping competitions. In the end my dad banned it because we flattened all the grass on his lawn!
They never bought me a pony, so all I could do was fantasise. It took me til the age of 25 to get my first horse. I am a sad case!
 
We made jumps in the back garden and went around jumping them, very stupidly we made them with bricks and one day I fell onto the bricks, needless to say we weren't allowed to do that anymore :p
 
sue12345 said:
You had a bike! I had to make do with the garden wall.
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careful! this'll turn into the 3 yorkshiremen sketch if you're not careful! :D I was tempted to reply... "you're lucky we had iron railings!

I used to mess about with the ponies all the time... riding bareback with only a headcollar to bring them in, grooming, plaiting, cuddling, "tidying" the yard etc...
we'd jump bareback (with a bridle!), practising tight turns and jumping at angles, we'd go for picnic rides in the summer, stopping in villages for an ice cream and a drink!
 
the bike was a horse, and we used to build jumps and (on foot) pretend to canter round them
I used to hack for hours and hours, stop at the spar/tearooms and have a cup of tea and some sweeties then hack back. Jump picnic tables, park benches and anything else in the way. Sit for hours in the barn drinking hot chocolate. Ride horse in bareback from the field with a rope round his neck

Now I won't even ride in the outdoor, or hack, and this post makes me sad :-(
 
I used to make the dog jump grids that I built down the side of the house. I'd walk to school counting strides over the cracks in the pavement (*cough* still do that sometimes too!!!). And I'd rush outside and stare like a loon if a horse hacked past. I also once (when I was about 10) made my entire family trek across a field in the pitch black to see a horse in a field!
 
I have wonderful memories from when I was little, and before it all became a reality I would endlessly dream of horses and constantly played with my cindy horses! :D

Before we got our own horses I first started walking the donkeys along the promenade in Aberystwyth, we were allowed a little ride on the way home after a days work if the donkeys were up to it.

We then got our own land and took two ponies on loan over winter from a local trekking centre, I taught myself to ride on our own 13 acres with no saddle and just a headcollar and lead rope on Gretel, who was a 13.1 welshie, Brandy who we also had was too old so he just got the winter off with us :)

Then the following year,when I was 10years old we purchased our first 3 horses locally (a section D mare and stallion, plus a TB mare) and walked them home, over the mountain from trefenter, from then on I would just spend hours out in the field or hours out hacking mostly on the TB mare as she was the best behaved, the Section D mare was unbroken at the time.

I would ride out and meet my friend out on her pony and we would ride all around the countryside, endless common land, no fear at all, sometimes bareback :D
 
PoppyAnderson said:
I used to make the dog jump grids that I built down the side of the house. I'd walk to school counting strides over the cracks in the pavement (*cough* still do that sometimes too!!!). And I'd rush outside and stare like a loon if a horse hacked past. I also once (when I was about 10) made my entire family trek across a field in the pitch black to see a horse in a field!
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Mum still rings me "There's a horse going past the window!"

Someone brought their horse to my parents pub once and I scavenged a ride :D
 
*CRINGE* no word of a lie, we used to have 2 ponies which we shared with a couple of school friends, we had a big hay barn that opened into our sandschool. we used to set up jumps with someone (a real live person) lying underneath them, then we would posistion the 2 ponies in the hay barn and climb up onto the rafters. *double cringe* we then used to have a race that involved swinging from the rafters onto the ponies (of course noone was holding them) then heading off at a gallop up over the human jump.
I feel better for my confession. :)
 
I used the "bannister" upstairs on the landing as my horse and the "knob" thingy at the front was the head, I had a towel thrown over it which was the saddle cloth, had to jump off quick though if I heard my dad coming cause he used to moan lol

I also used to catch every waif and stray dog that wandered past my house and tie a rope round its neck and pretend it was mine,

As you can gather I longed for a dog and a horse !! by the time I was 12 I had both luckily
 
Seahorse said:
Before I was allowed a pony I used to tie rope to the handlebars of my bike and hold them like reins, my bike was called Pepsi and I used to pretend it was a real horse.

I also had a pretend imaginary riding school and had a list of all the horses names, height, breed, colour etc and assign them riders and take them out for a hack (I was always on pepsi of course!)

I would build showjumping courses in the back garden and put my rabbit on a lead and make her jump them. When I got a puppy I made her do it too.

I finally got my own pony when I was 12 but he was kept quite a long way away and I was only allowed there at weekends (his previous owner looked after him during the week for me) I had his tack at home and would clean it every day!
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I used to hold my friends long plait and make her run in front of me and pretend she was a horse !

I was lucky and shared a pony with my sister when I was 6 she was 10, we used to jump on with a headcollar jump logs in the field, fall off and laugh and get back on, it now hurts ! didn't hurt when you were little for some reason
 
I used to put coats on the bottom of the banister and pretend I was Dick Turpin. I can vagely remember putting an old western saddle that my mum had on top of a defunct TV. I was quite lucky though, as mum always had ponies around when I was small, there was a gap between the ages of 6 to about 13 where I wanted to ride everyone elses as I didn't have one, but the banister was good till about 9!!
 
I love this thread! I also rode the bannister and the garden wall,also my mums exercise bike! I also made my little sister get on all 4's and cart me about putting in the odd rear!
 
I once made a saddle for may cat :o lol and before anyone asks, no i didnt sit on her ... thankfully :p ... I also made wee jumps in the garden and made the dog jump them, but actually she would be a good agility dog if she had a longer attention span :rolleyes:
 
PoppyAnderson said:
...counting strides over the cracks in the pavement (*cough* still do that sometimes too!!!)!
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I really shouldn't admit this but I'm the same!! *hangs head in shame*

As for when I was younger, I used to build stable yards out of videos and put my toy horses in there. I loved all the horsey themed Barbie sets too and used to spend ages playing with them.

Since having my own horses though, I often wonder why they don't do a 'poo picking' Barbie and horse set, or 'trying to fill up water buckets on a winter morning when the pipes have frozen over' Barbie?

I think I would have seriously re-evaluated my equine ambitions if this had been the case...
 
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I also pretended my bike was a pony. I would ride it round the local park and 'jump' tree roots, bumps, etc. It had its own little stable in the back garden.

Later when I was at secondary school I had a half hour train journey to and from school in a rural area and I would look out the window and imagine my dream horse galloping alongside the railway, jumping all the hedges, etc. I haven't been in a train for many years but I reckon I would still be looking out the window but jumping over garden walls, through car parks and along traffic congested roads! :D
 
Bamboo canes, with old socks stuffed with nylons (yes, nylons!!) and buttons sewn on for eyes. The socks were the head and then the reins were bits of wool tied together and the cane was the "body".....*cringes now having remembered*

Jumping on my little TB bareback with no head collar and then galloping to the gate and I "knew" he would stop......!!!! He always did - well, I'm still here. Such a long, long time ago...*sighs*
 
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