In honor of my new book, which I can't seem to stop obsessively writing, I wanted to look back in my own personal horse history. Heidi's making me envious of her present riding abilities (stop by her blog and wish her luck for her Riding Teacher's test!) so I had to get on mine. I've been a slacker.
But thankfully, my new MS puts me right back in the middle of horse land, and I'm really happy about that. I thought I'd share some of the more memorable horses I've been around most recently. (Please forgive the fact that these pictures unfortunately include my face in them. I have some pathological thing about having my face on the internet, but this one time won't hurt anybody. I guess.)
First up: Did you know the Kentucky Horse Park has an equine management program? And you work with their mustangs in the park there, learning all sorts of stuff? You have an in with the barns around if you finished the degree, so of course I had to go do it.
This is Smokey, a former wild and crazy mustang. He didn't like anybody until I discovered he was a sucker for sweet feed nibbles. From there on, there was no stopping us. He learned to nod, bow, shake his hoof and shake his head. He was a brilliant little thing.
Next is back in Oklahoma, after I'd joined the polo team. This is Gitana, a TB off the track, who didn't really like the polo. I retrained her for cross-country, and her owner eventually sold her for eventing. Last I heard, she was doing great.
This was my darling horse Africa (Lucy), who I finally managed to buy. She was also an off the track TB, but a monster (like 16.2 hands and still growing) and I adored her. We did dressage and when I left Oklahoma I sold her to a lady that wanted to get her approved through the Hanoverian society to breed. And she was.
And here is one of my favourite pics, another off the track TBer, but as chill as the day was long. Her name is Roulette, and she is, actually, in my book as one of the horses. Man she was a polo horse that was just TOP. TOP. I loved her.
I do discover that most of the real exciting horse stuff I remember is related to the polo and that time. Also most of the horses I remember most fondly were also from that time. Guess it makes sense that I'd write a book about it.
(All the more reason, I guess, to be excited that I've found a real, live polo club in Berlin. I'm so there, bbs!)