It has been almost four years since my dad died, and after letting the kids ride horses for a few minutes at Doug’s this summer, I decided I wanted to get in the saddle again. I wasn’t scared, I just haven’t had the opportunity. I called my parent’s friend, Lena, and she hooked us up with horses for everyone. Of course I got the stubborn one. He took me for quite a ride. I wanted to gallop and he didn’t so he decided to get rid of me by suddenly stopping, ducking his head and throwing me off. Fortunately I was far enough from everyone that they couldn’t see the tears in my eyes as I got back on. It took me a few weeks to recover. My horse riding days might be over. It wouldn’t be riding if I didn’t get thrown off!
The kids liked it, but didn’t love it. They would get on for a couple of minutes and then want to get off. Then a few minutes later they’d ask to get back on. Caleb got his horsemanship merit badge this summer. That helped his confidence. After a while Andy was brave enough to go without someone holding the lead rope too.
Cara and Caleb trying to conquer their fears.
This is the only picture I have that proves Ali even got on. She did ride though.
Johnny liked the pony, but her really wanted to get on a full size horse like everyone else.
Andy took the rains and did his best at riding on his own.