Honestly
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Okay then Ladies. Why are you all hanging onto to them there goodens! Don't be selfish, give an old gal her last quality ride.
Now then, I was brought up with horses, rode them all my life. Taught myself to ride at four, when the old guy was not looking. When he was I rode the cows. Nope I aint joking! Owned my first horse, my very own and not everyone else in the family at 10yrs a huge great hairy mammoth, named 'Dopey', thing was he wasn't, he was the most cantankerous fur ball I have ever ridden and most of the time I just hung on for dear life, when he took me for a ride. But we coped and eventually became friends.
Over the years I learnt a better way to ride, deviding my bottom into two, moving with the horse as one. I learnt the silent aids instead of pulling the reins left and right. I then had lessons with a good trainer and learnt amazing things. Horses were always my friends, but then I became theirs.
I have been riding for 70years and still ride em like I stole em!. Sad thing is all my friends grew old and fell to sleep, leaving me alone.
I have searched and searched for the 'right horse; for me. Like other threads posted here, we are all in the same boat, but mine is sinking faster than yours. I don't want anything young and green, been there, done and rode that. Rode em rearing, bucking and throwing themselves inside out, but there comes a time when your bones get old and your grip gets weaker.
I am no longer into eventing, competing and my jumping like a stag days are over. Don't get me wrong, I don't want a hairy dope on a rope, I want to go out in style with something fine and fancy between me thighs.
I just want it to be safe! So where are they all then?
Now then, I was brought up with horses, rode them all my life. Taught myself to ride at four, when the old guy was not looking. When he was I rode the cows. Nope I aint joking! Owned my first horse, my very own and not everyone else in the family at 10yrs a huge great hairy mammoth, named 'Dopey', thing was he wasn't, he was the most cantankerous fur ball I have ever ridden and most of the time I just hung on for dear life, when he took me for a ride. But we coped and eventually became friends.
Over the years I learnt a better way to ride, deviding my bottom into two, moving with the horse as one. I learnt the silent aids instead of pulling the reins left and right. I then had lessons with a good trainer and learnt amazing things. Horses were always my friends, but then I became theirs.
I have been riding for 70years and still ride em like I stole em!. Sad thing is all my friends grew old and fell to sleep, leaving me alone.
I have searched and searched for the 'right horse; for me. Like other threads posted here, we are all in the same boat, but mine is sinking faster than yours. I don't want anything young and green, been there, done and rode that. Rode em rearing, bucking and throwing themselves inside out, but there comes a time when your bones get old and your grip gets weaker.
I am no longer into eventing, competing and my jumping like a stag days are over. Don't get me wrong, I don't want a hairy dope on a rope, I want to go out in style with something fine and fancy between me thighs.
I just want it to be safe! So where are they all then?
