Me riding a horse called Bonny.
"A horse is a projection of people's dreams about themselves-
Strong, powerful, beautiful- and it has the capacity of giving us
escape from our mundane existance." - Pam Brown
I've always loved that quote, as I can never really explain to people who don't share a passion for horses why these animals are so life changing, however to me that quote makes a pretty good summary.
I started riding around 6 years ago after begging my parents for lessons, since all my life horses had been my favourite animals. I could write a huge blog just describing every horse I rode and what I learnt from them, but that would take me months.
Instead I will talk about this mornings ride, a skewbald (brown and white) mare called Marj. Whilst cantering around the arena, I contemplated just how amazing horses are, they could so easily reject human contact whatsoever but instead choose to allow a much physically weaker being ride upon their back. Additionally when we later got on to the jumping, I thought about how it seemed as though horses wanted to please us by jumping fences which they would naturally avoid, giving us access to wings which we humans lack.
And yet at the same time these creatures will never let you forget that they are unpredictable, just when you think you've cracked them, they'll throw you, just when you think things are going well, they can decide to refuse to move another step further, just when you think you're getting along fine they can have a rearing fit. That is why I cannot describe to you the horse in general...because each one is unique to itself.
I've always loved that quote, as I can never really explain to people who don't share a passion for horses why these animals are so life changing, however to me that quote makes a pretty good summary.
I started riding around 6 years ago after begging my parents for lessons, since all my life horses had been my favourite animals. I could write a huge blog just describing every horse I rode and what I learnt from them, but that would take me months.
Instead I will talk about this mornings ride, a skewbald (brown and white) mare called Marj. Whilst cantering around the arena, I contemplated just how amazing horses are, they could so easily reject human contact whatsoever but instead choose to allow a much physically weaker being ride upon their back. Additionally when we later got on to the jumping, I thought about how it seemed as though horses wanted to please us by jumping fences which they would naturally avoid, giving us access to wings which we humans lack.
And yet at the same time these creatures will never let you forget that they are unpredictable, just when you think you've cracked them, they'll throw you, just when you think things are going well, they can decide to refuse to move another step further, just when you think you're getting along fine they can have a rearing fit. That is why I cannot describe to you the horse in general...because each one is unique to itself.
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