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I thought I would start a new thread for people over 40
who love horses.
This thread is open to owners leasers an people who
love horses

I will start I am 48 years old and I never yet owned a horse
mainly because of finances.
I have been around horses most of my life. I have ridden
all kinds of horses first ponies then horses
I have ridden Arab, Quarter Horses, Morgans, Appendix Quarter horses.
Thoroughbreds, Appaloosas, American Saddlebreds and Paints and lots of mixed breeds too and all sizes 14hh-17hh
I have ridden both English and western
here is are pictures of me riding my friends Pinto 14hh
and my friends Half Arab

My husband knows how much I would love my own horse so in the spring we are looking in to leasing a horse
 

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#8,502 ·
That looks like so much fun Roadyy
It is a good test of the blood pump, that's for sure.

Couple more pics of some of the obstacles we traverse with our rigs.






And we all know what happens when the unexpected happens with horses. Well this is the result of the unexpected with trail rigs that weren't built properly for these parks. Luckily no one was hurt.



Most of these rigs are built for slow trail riding and enjoying the different views like this one.


Ok, back to our regularly scheduled programs. lol
 
#8,503 ·
@ AlexS, thanks.

@ Stan, I am not sure that the bay water is salt going into the ocean or not but I do need to make sure I wipe it down good. Will get on it this weekend. Thanks.
Never had one lay in the sand, that is funny, "making sand castles" .

I feel like I am missing something but I am having a brain fade.
 
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Roadyy that takes skill to nav those areas. I think Corgi and AlexS would be starters for off road driving.

Hunter65 we need photos of the event and the target please so we can get our minds around the difficulty. Watch out hunter may love the adventure and really get into it.

nvr2meany: sandcastles the horse was Savanna 17.2 Clydex TB and went to the clyde side. Young, being given experience and milage. She was raised on hill country try and imagine this. Walking in sand dunes, and tracks, she having a ball, me hanging on for dear life. We were coming out of the dunes having just been up to one of the small lakes for lunch and walking a track back down to the beach.

The track was only 4 feet wide and 2 to 3 feet deep in the sand with tussock grass on the sides and steep I had to lean back in the saddle quite some way.

Savannah was quite at home in this country and was loving it. I was also enjoying myself having built confidence in my horse, I was really relaxed leaning back feet forward and down she went. I, being the magnificant surpurbly fit ole fart, was just quick enough to get my feet up and out so I could step out of the saddle onto the side of the track which was now level with Savannah's back. She could not roll, the track was not wide enough. That saved my saddle.

I got her up and climbed back on and ****** me she took two steps and did it again, I saw red, now try to imagine, this great big clyde mare standing on a steep down hill slope with me in the trench in front of her shaking a finger at her when I bearly came up to her arm pits. I was about the height of where her neck comes out of her chest, struggling to maintain my ballance, and from going over back wards or from sliping forwards I even climbed onto the bank and tried to liik her in the eye to which she just stood taller raising her head and still looking down at me.

I swear she was laughing, she stood dead still while I ranted and raved all around her. I walked her down the remainder of the track, which was an act in its self and on to the beach. Flat ground. That did me no good as I had to retrace my foot steps to find a raised area so I could re-mount.

That horse was laughing at me I could feel it. I could see the twinkle in her eye and can you guess what she did next. Just as I settled into the saddle she started to shake herself violently and I found myself in the sand again.

I took the hint and proceded to demonstrate to my horse how to make sand castles. Its true.

The learning I got from the experience, she taught me this. She was bigger than me. She had a twinkle in her eye, and when a horse is in water and they start to paw it they are getting ready to have a swim and when in the sand and they shuffle their front legs its the sign they want to make sand castles.
The sand hills and tracks
Trail Dirt road Road Coast Thoroughfare

Savannah
Horse Mammal Vertebrate Mare Mane


No time to fix the spelling the damn sheep have got out.
 
#8,517 ·
Hi from an embarrassed me!

After I shut down and went back to dealing with our situation here I thought to myself; "You fool! … etc. for some time." I can only guess that the surge of adrenaline interacted with my virus and meds. The virus causing some brain swelling so a rise in blood pressure most likely did not help. I apologize and though I have an excuse…. I have no excuse.

Shortly after I signed off the street power went out so what lighting outside of our place did too. We have back up systems that keep us going within our place. Well over 2 dozen shots and it's hard to tell from where to where. The armed guards at the entrance to the gated community down and over are not in sight. No big surprise since they only have one shell of light load for their shotguns.

Lot's of scenarios and possibilities are going thru my head faster then I can solve them. 1. Protect wife. 2. Stay alive to do that. Came down to basics real fast. We are at the end of of walled street. Once here you have few options. We didn't know if the police/military had cornered a "gang" here, or another "gang" war thing. 80% of law enforcement are on the take here so THEY can not be trusted. So IF someone comes over our walls I have to consider my choices. 1. I shoot him/them/everyone, and that is legal, and hope that I don't get drawn into whatever with whomever. 2. If they come over the walls, first place is the stables with the horses that they would go to. NO one will give a dang about them. 3. CALL SOMEONE? Everyone calls me! I have no one to call! I'm THE Lone Ranger. They all lock their doors, turn off the lights and usually run into the night and hide. 4. Just about every room in our house IS a safe room but that only slows an attacking "army?" down. And it does not keep our horses and the one dog left out safe.

After some time the shots became less and further away. Dengue Fever came back at me big time. Very little sleep. The pain behind my eyes throbbing, so dizzy that I could barely get showered and dressed. The pain in my legs from the muscle cramps left me sore. I didn't even try to go down the stairs.

I'm much better this evening and doing a few things around the main property. I even saw the horses for a few minutes. … (insert thought.) I'm NOT a whiner or complainer… I don't want sympathy. I've always been a person that can SEE the problem and fix it. (People have called me Mr. Fixit since I was 12. and I learned to hate that.)

I have NOT READ anything above this post. It's more important that I … apologize. Perhaps tomorrow I'll read up. Right now I'm still trying to put my head and self together so I can move forward.

I'll check in again in the morning.
 
#8,520 ·
So glad to come back and see that Sereno's safe! What a frightening situation, how often does something like that happen?

Hunter - I'm so excited to hear how the mounted archery goes, that is just too cool!

Roaddy - jealous of that Jeep. I had one many years ago, and we used to take it into the mountains on the Jeep trails, was so much fun! Yours is much tougher than mine was, and we were able to go almost anywhere so you must be able to climb the sides of mountains with that!

Stan - the places you get to ride are so amazing!

And still I have not cooked the lamb, as I'm afraid of ruining it...
 
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