At the summer camp, I knew I liked horses but was turned away from them because of a bad experience. The first day, the person in charge decided that we should play tag on the horses and I had no clue how to get the horse to move or turn. I was so frustrated, I didn't ride at camp again.
Fast forward quite a few years, my wife says she wants "to go look at a horse." Hahaha! I knew if I said yes, we would be owning a horse. I kind of shrugged it off and tried to ignore her, but she kept asking. She had rode a little when she was younger. She kept nagging and saying that we wouldn't have to buy it, but she just wanted to go see. I finally agreed. Now we have six horses.
Neither of us had any clue of how to handle or the first thing about training a horse. The first horse we got, her horse, was 3 years old and barely started being broke. Our second horse, we aquired when we brought her horse to a place to board at. The second became my little girl, 6 weeks old and had her back leg stepped on shortly after birth. They said we could have her if we took care of her vet bills. If they had her looked at when it first happened, the bill would have only been about $300. Since they didn't and 6 weeks had gone by, her leg was badly infected and caused damage to her front leg supporting the weight on that side, which increased the bill to $1500.
Since neither horse was trained, I read as much as I could, books and magazines, watched many vidoes and shows on tv, and asked many questions to experienced people. I learned in a year how to train horses. The next year I started to train my first horse by myself. It was a slow process because I mainly only had weekends to work with him, besides working with and riding our other horses. If I had devoted more time to him he would be a lot farther than he is now, but I did take him on a big ride that next year which he did great.
Sorry about the novel. The only regret I sometimes have is not starting sooner but then again, I wouldn't have the great horses or friends I have now.