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        12-19-2008, 08:58 PM
      #11
    Foal
    Um my mom was a barrel racer and sold her horse when I was born. But I pretty much started riding as soon as I could walk because we would go ride with her freinds that she used to barrel race with. So I've pretty much been obsessed with horses my whole life. Lol and im 15 and just now getting my first horse stormy so this is pretty much my high point. But my low point was probablly when I was with a freind riding her really highstrund arab gelding. He tried to roll over on me and I bailed off but once I got him up off the saddle he decided it would be fun to chase me out of the pasture lol. That horse was evil and made me just a little skittish. Im over it now and can't wait to pick up my baby on the 27th :)
         
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        12-20-2008, 05:54 PM
      #12
    Foal
    Well I have always loved horses! My mom says my first word was dada and my 2nd was horse. My 3rd was finally mom.lol. She also used to say whenever we would drive by a cow pasture or whatever I would shout out horse, even though it wasn't. I finally started leasing and taking lessons when I was nine. I showed apha and aqha. Now I just have one horse that i'm working with.
         
        12-24-2008, 10:32 AM
      #13
    Foal
    I was born with the love of horses in my blood. I lived in the cites but all I talked about was horses.
    The high was when my baby Strykker was born. We where all there for my mare when she delivered. It was her first foal. Plus she would not let me get 10 feet away from her. ( I spent a lot of time with her during her pregnancies). She was scared.
    My low was...I guess selling my horse when I was a teenager. Had to sell to a horse trader. I have 7 horses but always want more.
         
        10-06-2012, 09:43 PM
      #14
    Weanling
    I got started into riding horses because of Eeyore.

    You know, the funny donkey off Winne the Pooh? My aunt brought me an Eeyore toy and I got hooked into Donkeys, which progressed into Ponies.


    I think a high point would be watching Shakira improve under my riding (which is saying something, cause I'm not an equitation queen!)

    When I got her she could not walk from one end of the paddock to the other undersaddle and sitting on her was a huge achievement.

    Now, 18 months later today she went to a gymkhana, cleaned up, was labeled *most controlled and on aids pony* and hacked home down the road.


    Low points? When I moved homes and had to take a holiday from riding. That was about 4 years ago.
         
        10-07-2012, 08:52 AM
      #15
    Green Broke
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    Originally Posted by Spyder    
    I know we have that survey thing but just to get a little unstructured just how did you get started into horses, what brought you to this point in your partnership and what were the high points and what was the lowest point?
    Mine is a born-in-the-blood addiction that reared its head 63 years ago. I whined for a horse from the time I was two years old and my father sat me up on one of the work horses - in hopes of scaring me to death but it didn't work.

    High point: Honestly, it is still every day I go to the barn and somebody sticks their nose over the stall to breath in my ear. My greatest joys with horses have never been about riding but the interaction.

    Low point: The day I laid my 29 yr old Arab/Saddlebred and 27 yr old Arab/Morgan to rest. I'd raised the 29 yr old from the moment he arrived in this world and had owned the Morab for ten years. They were my first experience having to send a horse on. I was 42 when that had to happen; it took me a year before I recovered enough to look for a replacement.
         
        10-07-2012, 10:39 AM
      #16
    Yearling
    When I was seven and under my mother's feet while she was trying to clean the house, she handed me to my older sister, Doris, and told her to take me with her to the stables. Doris is the only one in our family that liked horses and went riding every week.

    Doris and I biked to the stables and she had no idea what to do with me while she rode in her lesson. The barn owner told her to toss me up onto Cigree's back and I'd be fine. Cigree was an old, retired circus horse. Up I went and was given a brush and spent a very happy hour brushing down that old grey mare.

    We went back every week and I petted all the horses, but would end up in Cigree's stall with a brush and a box to stand on, brushing her out. That mare was the best babysitter. Later, I was led around on her in the paddock. I was hooked.
         
        10-07-2012, 12:37 PM
      #17
    Weanling
    My dad was born and raised in southern Utah. After my grandfather was killed when Dad was 8 years old, he was sent to work on a ranch. Dad has always had a love of horses and dogs. He raised me around both. Dad became an Air Force pilot, we moved a lot and were not able to have horses for a number of years. When I was 9, while living in NW Florida, we got our first horses as a family: a QH and a Welsh/Arab pony. My passion for horses grew out of those roots.

    In Florida we had a good stable and riding club at Eglin AFB, and lots of area for trail riding. I would ride out with a friend and go out to the bay and swim, riding the horse out into the bay and diving off her back. In those days I didn't know much about the technical aspects of training and riding a horse, but I learned a lot about how people and horses interrelate and gained a lot of confidence. Starting off with a pony was great, as the ground is a lot closer!

    During that period Dad was sent to Viet Nam and Korea for service. Mom's passion for horses grew and she kept us involved with our horses while Dad was away. She never quite compared to Dad with horsemanship, but her love of all animals, and her special way with them, was and is an inspiration to me. All animals, including horses respond to her in a way I have witnessed in few other human/animal relationships.

    High point: Dad supervising as my little brother and I tried to break Sugar (the pony) to ride double. Never succeeded, but had a blast getting bucked off, tail over teakettle into the arena sand, time after time, after time, while Dad heehawed on the fence rail and Mom fretted and fussed at him for putting us in dangers way.

    About 1972 we moved to North Carolina. We took the horses with us. We eventually added two Quarter Horses to our family, one for Mom and the other for Dad. In NC we became active members of a riding club that hosted shows every three months. What a blast! I learned how to really ride, sit a saddle, and handle a horse during those years, my junior high school years. I never cared much for the show classes, like halter and Western Pleasure, but I loved the games! Fastest horse around the arena, barrels, and especially Western Rescue Race!

    During that period Dad bought a farm and we started a boarding stable and riding school. At one point we had around 20 head and had the largest riding school in the county. I began to learn the technical things about western riding and began to study to become an instructor under my dad's tutelage. However, life had other ideas and we were transferred to Tucson, AZ for my high school years. When we moved, we took five horses with us, including my yearling half-Arab stallion. During high school I trained and broke my little stallion, but before I could finish him, hard times forced us to sell off most of our horses, including my stallion. During this period, my dad started me on horse pack trips and hunting.

    Low point: After we moved to Arizona my high school years, Sugar died of colic. I'll never forget the tears my father shed over that pony.

    High point: Just after I graduated high school, Dad was a Boy Scout leader. He invited me to assist him in taking 22 Scouts, between the ages of 14 and 16 on a 100-mile pack trip in the White Mountains of Arizona. What an experience. 22 Scouts, 5 adults (including myself and Dad) and 32 horses. I could probably write a book about that trip.

    After serving as a federal law enforcement officer for more than 23 years, I retired this year. I am finally getting back to my roots with horses. As I take care of nearly 30 years of "deferred maintenance" on things around the home and family, I again have a horse I am training and a student I am teaching to ride. I am preparing for a great trip a friend and I intend to make in 2015. We are planning to take the Great Western Trail from Mexico to Canada, a trip of around 2500 miles. I will be 56. Dad intends to take part of the trek with us. He will be 81.

    That will be another high point.
         

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