Category Archives: Memoir

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...

As a regular, horse-crazy teenage girl, nothing in my life had really shaken me until April 2nd of 2016. I was away that weekend, showing at a paint show with...

Confession time: I used to be like everyone else. Well, like most horse people, anyway. I rode three or four times a week and went to horse shows (barrel races...

A couple weeks ago, we had to say goodbye to my horse Robbie. He was the star of “5 Ways to Help Your Fidgety Horse Relax for the Farrier,” because even...

One rider. Three horses. And 350 kilometers of untamed terrain on the remote east coast of South Africa. Australian Brent Albuino was among the first to brave the inaugural Race the Wild...

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...

It was the summer of 1969 and I had just completed my sophomore year at Notre Dame High School in Lawrenceville, NJ. I was proud to be a member of...

At age 27, Lauren Billys qualified to ride for Puerto Rico in the Individual Eventing competition at the 2016 Rio Olympic Games aboard her 14-year-old Irish Sporthorse, Castle Larchfield Purdy....

I like efficiency. I like the idea of multitasking and being all sorts of productive. We live in the middle of nowhere, so when my farrier husband is working on...

We had finally found our rhythm. Dancer and I wouldn’t ask more from each other than we could give. At 62 and 23 respectively, my horse and I had agreed...

It was a few days before my 54th birthday and I was at the starting point at the Amwell Valley Trail Association’s annual hunter pace. My horse Joey, came into...

Kara Chad of Calgary, Alberta was the Travelling Reserve for the Canadian Show Jumping Team at the 2016 Olympic Games in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Here she recounts what it's...

This is a true story that took place over a four-day period, beginning with Thurs afternoon and ending with Sunday morning. It is interesting and eventful. The names have not...

In the spring of 1965, I was 12 years old and starting to win lots of ribbons with my horse, Hootenanny, at the Delaware Valley Horseman’s Association (DVHA) horse shows...