Worst - the one I was at previously. It was actually AMAZING, had great facilities, and even had a wash stall. But I hated it. The person that taught me was only a few years older than me, and she pushed me too hard. I fell off almost every lesson, and started to dread going. The pony I was on I wasnt ready for. He would bolt, bite, and try to kick. I got forced to jump alot, even though I wasnt ready, and fell off alot, and had the pony bolt and rush more times than I can count.
The people were horrible too, those typical snobs that look down on everyone. This was a very competitive place, and so they looked down on me, cause I diddnt compete, it just wasnt a nice atmosphere. I got yelled at once for giving "my" pony a treat, even though the BO had told me that I was welcome to.
The horses were nasty too, and would try to bite and kick whenever you walked passed them, and going into a field was like WW1.
Best - My current. It doesnt look like much; the stalls are made out of poles, theres a few broken fence poles, most of the fence is barbed wire, the jumping ring has no fence. And the arena is full of weedy grass.
We love it there. The horses are SOOOO sweet, and the atmosphere is great. We have been given a "name (the Children of Corn
), we can go ride whenever we want, and are not pushed over our limits. We love our instructers so much. They have taught us so much.
When Bishop lost his eye, his owner and the BO at my previous place wanted him put down(he stayed there), but my riding instructers offered to take him, so there he is. The BO told my mom that I will never make it to a show. Look at this: d24.jpg
The girl who would "never make it to a show", with the "useless horse" who was wanted to be put down.
Wow, sorry for the essay. Cookies if you read it all