First horse I sat on was a big ol chestnut named Trebeca, it was in Vermont. Around the same time was this old as dirt blind pony named Bitsy.
First lesson horse was named Doc, don't remember much about him, I think he was a QH cross or something like that.
First show was a pony named Willie
First off property was a pinto pony named Patch
First lease would have been a paint named Blue who I did english and western with
First owned was a ornery morgan pony who was boarderline obese named Suzy
First real strong memory that will forever stick in my mind was when I went trail riding with my friend Twinkie(her nick name, don't ask lol). It was March and cold as all can be and we had to pass through a stream that was fairly deep and the ice was just breaking up. The current ripped my horses splint boots off and I jumped in the water and went swimming after them. Needless to say I was one sick kid a few days later lol. When I got out of the water my clothes, hair, everything had started to freeze instantly. Went to the barn, got changed and took off out on the trails again lol.
First Instructor was a woman named Pam, first coach was Ally and I still ride with her to this day(almost 20 years later). I have moved away but when I came home to visit I would take lessons with her. She also got me a job at a huge facility while I was away and it was a great experience.
First show was South Stream and I fell off my pony in the bareback class, someone had cut us off and he bucked and I went flying over his head. This woman came running out of nowhere screaming that she was a doctor. She ripped my jacket and blouse open right in the middle of the show ring exposing my breasts to the world
Had me hauled away in an ambulance, got to the hospital, said nothing was wrong(which we all knew lol) and I went back to the show and finished my classes lol.
First clinic I think was Jen Hamilton when I was showing pony hunters.