**I did edit photos smaller- it takes photobucket a bit.
Allison Finch- I LOVE your face in that first picture!! That picture does say a thousand words :)
I loved everyone elses photos too! What a great thread! I wish I could post my old riding photos, but the only ones I have are from when I went through a perm stage. And no one wants to see that (trust me)
I still have my first horse (100% all mine) but leased a couple before him. It was a quick decision to buy my horse- but I couldn't have asked for it to turn out any better. I'm pretty convinced me and this horse were made for each other.
I got him when I was 16 (best sweet sixteen present!) He was a chubby, naughty (actually he was good for the first week, and then the naughtiness abounded) boy who had spent the last three years on pasture and forgot most of his 'training'. I still remember the troubles we had with leads, going into the middle and everything in general.
When I first found out he was mine (at his old home) See the worried look in his eye? ;)He also looks a LOT shorter than he is... haha he's a full 16.1 hands (and honestly I'm only 5.5', the angles are all messed up)
When I first brought him home!
I was starting to realize what a pain in the butt I had gotten, but I still loved him!
When I first got him, my first ride was bareback in a rope halter. My brother saw and wanted to try too. One of the first signs that I had bought a winner was that he put up with all of this! :)
After months and months of battling this horse in riding with my trainer, I had a fallout with my trainer/BO (NEVER good idea to have that combination) and moved to a new barn where everything began improving in leaps and bounds. I was always told saddle fit didn't matter as long as, "he doesn't buck because of it" (had to ride in an english saddle that sat on his withers... I did lots of bareback against this instructors advice) and that to get a horse's head down you need to "karate chop" their face with full force (they meant extreme see-sawing, can't make this stuff up). Needless to say, both me and my horse were happier!
This is about the time I began to appreciate my horse and we began to actually bond instead of fighting against eachother all the time. My nieces and nephews LOVE/D him! He would always jog his slowest with a little one on his back :)
Then over the years we got to where we are now. I couldn't love this horse more, and I like to feel that it's mutual.
Sometimes he gets annoyed at me...
But he still loves me! (After all, I am the food woman, heheheh)
And I will always love him :)
I'm blessed to have this goof forever :)