Tag Archives: Pony Club

I’ve been a proud member of the US Pony Club since I was a wee kid riding a naughty pony named Pickles. My devotion to this organization has seen me...

Five years ago I took on an off-the-track-thoroughbred with the idea that he would be an easy flip. Some quick cash. A safety net for my savings account. Four and...

I was 12 years old, in 1966. My horse was Hootenanny, a 16 hand Belgium/Cross, golden chestnut with a blonde mane and tail. He had a white blaze, two white hind...

A year ago today, I loaded the love of my life onto a trailer bound for his new home. He was off to the hunter world where he would help...

I remember being 16 years old and feeling the tears streaming down my face. I remember walking off the cross country course with my head hanging down and my pelvis...

When I started my blog in March of 2016, it was nearly a year that the ending began. But to tell the story from the end would not be fair or...

I did something this weekend that I’m sure most people have dealt with at some time or another, but that I have been lucky enough to avoid for a very...

It was the night of July 20, 1969 and world history was being made. Instead of going to bed early, our C2 team stayed up to watch Apollo 11 land on...

The first six months of my riding career were spent with two trainers; one for two months, and the second for about four. Then I started leasing my first horse...