Join Date: Apr 2008
Location: Gallant, Alabama
I'd go by your mums rules and negociate with her over time.
I'm 19, and I still follow my grandmothers rules when I go riding because the more I follow her rules, the less she worries and the further away I get to ride as the time passes. I remember when I started riding with my best friend 'seriously' as in almost daily... We were about your age.
At first, we had to prove to my uncle that we could ride... and we were confined to his SMALL yard, not able to go any faster than a trot. Finally, we were allowed to ride to another friends house about a mile away and back, and we did that for a few months, never going any further. When our horses ran away with us, and my family saw that we were ok and could handle them, we were allowed to ride a few miles further, though my family called our neighbors and friends and asked them ot keep an eye out for us and my uncles would come and hunt us down every hour we were gone to make sure we were safe.
My friend and I asked fairly often to be allowed to ride further, and were granted it because my family saw that we were ok. We were allowed to ride to the highway, but not cross it or ride on it.
My friend got a job helping a man who owned horses... I was allowed to ride to his house and ride back on his trails, which added roughly 20 miles of trails to where we rode, and, through me, my friend was allowed to go that far.
My friend moved. 3 miles away, across the highway. Through her, I was allowed to suddenly ride across the highway and sometimes on the highway in order to get to her new house, where she now has about 200 acres of trails to ride on, plus all these other roads that add on about 10-15 more miles of riding area.
I met another friend who owned horses. Through that friend, I was allowed to ride to her house and further, gaining about 15 more miles of trails and roads to ride on. Through me, my new friend gained all the areas I ride on regularly.
Base point,once my family realized that I was going to be ok, I was allowed to ride further and further away... and now, at nineteen, I'm content with the area I have to ride... I ride through mountains, all these trails, huge lakes, along the road, miles and miles away from the house.
Maybe your mum just needs to go with you a few times and watch yall, see how careful and stuff you guys are, and then you can make a compromise.
Horseshoe Loop Farm: Home of Gypsie (1994 TWH mare), Dakota (2006 TWH gelding), Jo (2012 TWH filly) & Minnie (1992 Paint mare)