Pictures of your trailhorse!

I want to see pictures of your trailhorses, preferably saddeled up and ready to go!

I want to hear a little story of them as well, just anything. What they're like, how you got them etc..letme know them :P

Don't forget that photo!

This is my horse Crow, astandbred, a little spooky for a trailhorse but always eager to go, willing and very sensetive. I bought him two years ago, unbroke, trained him and eventually sent him to a trainer to get things right. He's gaited and under training to learn to trot as well. Most of my friends don't dare to even try riding him, not because he's mean or dangerous as such, but because he gets very stressed and nervous easily if the rider doesn't sit/balance as he's used to (and I suppose also if it's a rider he doesn't trust or know well), and if you sit 'wrong' he won't listen very well to the reins. I, and my trainer, never have any problems and he's really softmouthed as long as you just balance your seat right and well..if you're me..xD He knows me too well :)
He's a gentleman on the ground and goes through anything no matter how scared he is by it :) When I bought him he was shaking with fear, and still walked straight up on the trailer.. If I feel like stretching my legs on the trail I can just get off and leave the reins in the saddle and he walks heel like a dog, stops when I stop and trots when I run :)
I love him to death.



This is him ready for a ride :) Right now we use reflective gear as well, and we usually change bits every once in a while.

Caleb is my Percharon Arabian cross. He is my only horse so I don't just use him for trail rides but for everything. I met him when he was a green three tear old and I thought he was absolutly beautiful. Then I stopped riding where he lived so I didn't see him for about three years until one day my mom and I decided to go for a trail-ride. As it turned out, the man who owned the ranch had traded my favourite trail-pony for Caleb! I was in love the moment I saw him, I knew he was "the one". It took six months before I was able to aquire him as my own, but it was worth it.

There's caleb geared up and ready to go on a ride down the road, I had to get a breast-collar for his bareback pad because it kept slipping back.

Here is my little brother a I a few years back:

This is my boy Rio. He is 15-1 4 1/2, fearless and an arab gelding

Sunny, obviously :)

Trail riding in FL. He really likes to trail ride; it's also what he's always ever done.

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great thread! here's ridge - he's an arab, and you can see his full story below as well. the pics are from camping together this summer in lake luzerne ny and it was absolutely amazing! i don't have any tacked up waiting to go but this is ridge and me with my friend at the lookout over the rodeo, playing in the stream, and then ridge after the ride haha!





prior to this he was a racehorse, and was saved from slaughter from the new holland auction through a broker and the help of AC4H with the Arabian Rescue Mission. his original story is here: The Arabian Rescue Mission at TLC Stables | Home of East/West Arabians

Hehe, forgive me, I have several as most of my horses are strictly trail horses during the off season (when we have no cattle) and most of them are terribly fat.

Dobe: 7 year old BLM mustang. Bought him completely unhandled as a 3 year old stud, gelded and trained him and he has been my baby ever since.
He used to be terribly spooky about everything man-made. Have a coyote jump out from between his front legs at a lope, he would just flick an ear and keep going. Show him a car, and good god, hang on for dear life!! But with consistent riding and lots of "hey, that looks scary, lets go check it out", he has gotten to be pretty darn close to bombproof. He still doesn't like for people to handle plastic bags around him but I can manage that.


Koda: 6 year old BLM mustang. Bought him as a partially unhandled 4 year old (wouldn't lead, tie, pick up feet, or stand for anything. Had been scratched on some as a yearling). Finally started him about a year ago under saddle and have been using him ever since, mostly as a trail horse and some on cattle. He is no nearly as spooky as Dobe was but is more stubborn. Can't force him to do something or he will resist, but encourage him and he will give his all.
(crappy pic, we had just come back from a long ride and he was pretty tired)


John: My beautiful Perch (now a gelding). He is 4 years old this year and has been quite an experience for me to train. I have only ridden him a handful of times but he has done pretty well so far. He sees the boogeyman in a few places but fortunately, he isn't quick enough to jump out from under me. His trot is impossible to sit and I am hoping that with some more training and collection, it will get better and he won't just kinda throw his feet around anymore.


Denny: 15 year old QH. He is my first horse that was truely 100% mine. He was also my first experience with training my own horse from the beginning. He was sent to us for my Dad to train because he had hurt a couple of "cowboys" pretty bad. Anyway, one day I fell in love with him and decided I wanted to ride him...............so I did. LOL. I made some mistakes with his training and it resulted in him being a bit hot and he is usually "go,go,go,go!!" but I can control him even if nobody else can. He is still terrified of men due to the abuse he received before I got him (free in exchange for the training bill) but he will do whatever I ask of him with no hesitation.

That is a beautiful picture...where is that at?

This was my very first horse Sam, short for Samantha and the first horse I had ever had. I remember I had bugged my parents for years to let me have a horse and they finally gave in. I was thumbing through the local paper and found her ad. 12 year old Tenn/QH Cross Mare. 14.3 hands tall. 900 bucks. So.. we went to go look at her. The elderly man we bought her from had bought her from a man, who was in the midst of a divorce for his grandchildren, unfortunately their parents had already bought them a horse and he no longer needed her. She was in with a mule and was tied to a stall in knee deep poop. She had been very emaciated when he had purchased her and she was still really skinny when we bought her but was putting on weight. He said he didnt believe she was kid broke.. and I remember the first time I rode her. I kicked her into a gallop and galloped her around his field behind his house. It was love at first sight. I brought her home and I couldnt have asked for a better horse. She was absolutely spook proof, nothing bothered her. She was level headed and I had many a jaunts around the field with her across from our house. She was amazing.. and I actually searched for her years later.. after my mother sold her on me while I was at school. I saw an ad for a mare that wouldve been about her age at that time.. her height, color and breed and markings too.. and in the area where she was supposedly sold to.. called but didnt recieve a response.. I was going to buy her back.. I loved that mare.. and she was by far the best horse I have ever had.. and still to this day.. even though she would be 25 years old.. I still look for her up for sale.. in the classifieds.. hoping that I find her.. :(

Without further adue.. here she is..