Remember it like it was yesterday, though it was actually MUCH longer than that
I was riding the old beginner horse, Cowboy. He was a little fat Paint, blind in one eye, but sweet all over. He was really the perfect beginner's horse. We had our lesson centered around it. I'd been trotting trot poles and doing two point for a good long time. I was super excited to jump. We trotted right up to a TINY crossrail, with caveletti laying on their side (not the lowest setting, the second lowest), and in a crossrail. All be darned if Cowboy actually jumped the thing! We went back and forth a few times, trotting up to it, two point, jump, stop. Turn around, repeat. It was GREAT!! At the end of the lesson, I had been doing so well, my instructer actually made the crossrail a verticle - we sailed over that, and it was complete bliss. Been hooked ever since!!
Now, coincedentaly, my horse's name is ... Cowboy! And strangely enough, the old Cowboy passed away about 5 years ago - and the new Cowboy? Is 5 years old. If you believe in reincarnation....
Anyways, though that seems like it was just this morning, it was actually about ... 11 years ago