What was your childhood "horse"

My bike, to my mothers disgust i would go cross country on it!! Also the back of the sofa but dont tell my mother. Being a kid in the 70s i had a space hopper with a horses head, he was orange but he had to be called black beauty!!!!
 
Love this thread! I had a huge collection of toy horses ranging in sizes, I used to line them up and set a course of jumps up using video cases and then time them using the second hand on my alarm clock! I still have my rocking horse, had him 26 years! I've not got the heart to throw him away :)
 
Thank goodness!! I kinda thought I was a bit weird, riding my bedroom bookcase, and calling it either Symphony or Sonata ( depending on the discipline - Sonata was naughty in dressage ........ ;) )
 
I found a way of sitting astride on the swing, and holding the rope as 'reins'
it even moved like a cantering horse!

I had model horses, and saved up to buy them stables, tack, riders.

One of them was a little cobby type pony. I would made him a harness out of hair bobbles and wool and we'd go 'driving' from my trap (bed)
 
Loving this thread OP :smile3:

I too had invisible horses. I would "canter" everywhere by myself.

I had My Little Pony, lots of them and Barbie to ride them with bridles made of string. I used to brush their manes and tails and keep them in a "stable" carry case.

My normal road bicycle used to be ridden on bmx dirt tracks, I pretended I was riding a cross country course and the humps were jumps. I even talked to it like it was a horse :redface3:

Every summer fete I'd save all my money for the pony rides queueing up again and again until I had no money left. I'd always ride the musical carousel first at the fun fair and again just before going home.

I read every pony book ever written over and over. Write stories about horses I'd drawn pictures of. I studied "Horse and Pony", "Pony" and "Horse Sense" magazines to learn all I could. I "rode" imaginary horses cross country looking out the window on long journeys by car or train. I dreamed of horses, thought in horses. I was totally obsessed.
 
My Mum used to make those hobby horse heads that get put on a stick and have a handle- so it was those. How she was shocked that at the age of 21 I informed her I was going to get a horse and have riding lessons for the first time, I don't know- she instilled it to me a child without realising!!

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A broom. In fact a few brooms, and they made up our riding school. The brown broom was the most authentic, thus the most popular mount. And the obligatory skipping ropes as bridles. An actual hobby horse would have been luxury, and as for a rocking horse, well ......... I could only dream! Fast forward 45+ years and I wonder why I graduated to horses - the upkeep of my brooms was much more like it!
 
My dad had a saw bench type thing. It was essentially a plank of wood with four legs!! I would attach string to one end then rock itfor all I was worth to get it to 'walk'!! I then moved on to tying string to the handle bars ln my bike!! My brother also came in useful if he crouched on floor on all fours!!
 
Concrete drainage pipes, were used as playground equipment at the small primary school I went to.
You could scramble up and sit astride them. There were two one in front of the other so friends usually rode the other one. The pipe at the back could also be used as a carriage with passengers sat in the pipe.
Happy days :-)
 
As a small child my "horse" was a concrete partition in the old disused shippon on the family farm - something like this....
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With a sack for a saddle and string threaded through the hole in the front for reins. I would often leave him tacked up to drop massive hints to my dad!
 
I had (and still have -- they live in my parents' house) a collection of Breyer model horses. My best mate and I used to pretend they were alive. We'd take our favourite ones everywhere with us and they had adventures in the Utah desert and so on. We did horse shows, the stallions fought over mares, the mares had foals. We built stables out of cardboard boxes. I had headcollars and rugs for them.

I also had an imaginary horse, a black Arab mare, and we ran cross-country, showed, went on fabulous trail rides, had an amazing connection and profound understanding of one another.

I got my first flesh and blood horse at age 13, a crabbit chestnut quarter horse who didn't understand me at all, nor I her, and she bucked me off quite a few times the first year I had her. Eventually we figured it out. Welcome to reality.
 
My childhood horse was an 'ass' :D I think I also had a broom as back up if the weather was too wet or cold to go outside. Poor Neddy was made to jump ditches and I tried to make him do vertical jumps but it seems donkeys don't jump well. he'd just trot up and step over or stop suddenly and shoot his head down so that he could get rid of me. Donkeys are not comfortable to ride without a saddle and I had various attempts to rig up some padding with varying degrees of failure. I outgrew him aged 11 and as my father hated horses that was it for me. It then took me until I was 52 to book a riding lesson and finally get to live my dream.
 
My friend and I had space hoppers! We had horse covers for them and everything, we used to make a 'showjumping course' around the garden and have our own commentary!
 
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