Equestrian Challenge: Day 13

Day 13- Most Embarrassing moment
haha... I honestly can't remember a defining "Most Embarassing" moment, i'm sure there's some really bad ones that i've hidden away in my mind, but at the moment - I can't recall them. I can list a couple embarassing things, i'm sure....

1. As i've discussed, I broke my wrist jumping on a green horse bareback for a photo - completely stupid, totally embarassing.

2. I once was given the opportunity to ride with a lady I really admired. She was really rushed, and I felt like I was slowing her down from the get-go. I was brushing the horse and quickly realized his stomach was completely, and utterly, covered in tree-sap - thick, thick tree sap. I brushed and brushed and it was barely coming out, and everyone was staring at me like I was a complete dork who couldn't brush a girth. I picked out a lot of it but couldn't get it all, and we were only going out to gather horses for about 15 minutes. So, against better judgement, I quickly saddled, and the people I was riding with quickly gave sighs of relief that I was finally ready. Well, the lady came over to check my saddle, and found the tree sap and gave me a sharp, stern, and purposely loud enough so everyone could hear, talking to about riding a horse with a dirty girth - she was right, of course, and I was mortified. (She then tried to pick the sap off herself, and couldn't get it either, but by that time the embarassment had sunk in).

3. I was working at a barn with a water treadmill for horses, I was working a horse on an incline when she slipped and then proceeded to flip out, she was thrasing around and I was new on the job (with very, very limited training may I add), and I didn't know what to do, so I threw open the doors and let her out. Well, gallons of water spilled out (expensive salt infused fancy smancy water may I add), and I had this scared horse beside me. My boss was furious with me, and I was so embarassed I ended up crying. It wasn't a good moment in my life. haha.

That's all I can recall for right now - but I'm sufficiently red in the face thinking about these moments, so - it's safe to say they were embarassing enough.

Equestrian Challenge: Day 12.

Day 12 - Favorite horse color

My brain is so shut-off right now... the holidays have been a serious holidaaaze my friends. (I am so corny, enough of me and my bad jokes). Anyways, if my brain was working I would go into all those amazing, super-rare, genetic-crazy colours, BUT, as I said - my brain is dead. So instead, we'll go with normal... I love paints, (obviously - APHA for life), and I really love Buckskin & Palomino Paints, so here's some pictures of those aforementioned colours that I found via google... haha.

This is a stud that I found on Equinenow...

 "QTsgold Mastercard"

Next, a Palomino Paint, another stud advertised on Equinenow

"Justin Time to Pass"

Equestrian Challenge: Day 11.

Day 11- Find a horse for sale online that you would want to buy

Man, oh man, I am sucking at this challenge... whateverrrr, rolling it into January!
This one was actually really hard for me, because... well... I love horses, and I love looking at horses for sale. I kind of needed to rein (hehehe) it in a little. So, I focused on Paints, and I focused on Western-Canada and weirdly enough I mostly found babies that are totally drool-worthy, and not even that out of my imaginary price range. (Jingle, you really want a brother or sister, don't you?) My first hunt was for paint-cutters, but I didn't find much... but then again, the hunt was getting ridiculous (just for a silly blog post), what I did find was a shit-ton of WP/HUS/Circuit type paints, so that's what your getting today on the blog. As you know, I fully support the current over-the-top bling in WP, and bling often goes well with paints ;)

So, from Salter Pepper Paints, two WP-typey APHA colts...

SPP Spider Venom

SPP Spider Venom, APHA black tobiano colt, sired by Down Came The Spider, AQHA 16h bay son of ONE HOT KRYMSUN. Out of 15.3h Rock Star Bentley, sired by Black Rock Star (Harris Paint Horses, Maryland), multiple World Champion producer. This colt will be tall, and will make a great all around horse under saddle. HYPP n/n. APHA Breeders Trust nominated. Alberta CCF nominated.

$2,900 CAN.

I just think this is a super cute colt, he's flashy, comes from nice bloodlines, and would probably due well in WP, but also as an all-around type horse. Plus, did I mention I think he's really cute?

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SPP Andys Two Faced

Sired by our own stallion, SPP Hezablonde Andy, and out of our World Champion producing mare, Ur Oh So Royal. This gelding has long legs, big bones, strong topline, beautiful head and great neck. Wonderful, quiet disposition. Currently being fit and trained for showing in Halter, Longeline, and Yearling In Hand Trail. Should follow in his siblings' footsteps, and make a great all-around riding horse, and excel in Hunter Under Saddle, Trail, Reining, Halter, and Western Pleasure.
Notes: Wins Supreme Halter at 2 shows. Multiple Grands & Reserves in Open. Earning Futurity Money, placing very well and earning APHA points in Halter & Trail in Hand.

$3900 CAN.

A proven baby - even better! I love how some Paints can look completely different on one side than they can on the other due to their markings - so here comes the perfect colt for that statement - "Two Faced" - literally. I think if he was mine, I would call him "Villain" ;) Again, another WP, HUS type horse, and such.a.cutie.

I like the paints that this breeder produces, a lot of their babies are proven from the get-go, which is nice, and they have some flashy producers.

Now, if only I could find a Color Me Smart x Don't Look Twice APHA/AQHA baby, my heart would be forever happy. If any of you know of some nice cutting-bred paint horses in AB, or just generally high quality paint breeders, point me their way - it's always nice to drool and dream. ;)

Equestrian Challenge: Day 10

Day 10- How your family/friends feel about your riding
This is an interesting one...

My Mom is definitely supportive. I don't think she really gets the whole horseback riding thing, or how much it means to me, but she's never, ever stood in my way. She's only ever been positive, and supportive, regarding the whole thing. My Mom does Ironman (the massively intensive trialthalon), as well as runs marathons, etc. So she gets being "crazy" about something, literally and figuratively, and dumping all of your money on a pursuit of happiness, so I think that helps.

My Dad... is an interesting case. We have a strained relationship as is, and he is not a rider. He never really had an opinion on my own riding. However, his wife grew up around draft horses, and rode a bit as a kid. A couple years ago they purchased an acreage which is basically one big area where he can keep all his cars, etc. He's a mechanic. He then started talking about "rescuing" horses, we had a big discussion and he agreed with me that due to his lacking of knowledge about horses, rescuing is not a good idea. Then, without a word to me, his daughter who rides extensively and owns her own horse, he went and bought two horses. Their land is definitely not set up, or adequate for horses, and my dad has absolutely no idea what he is doing regarding health, wellness, or riding, when it comes to those two animals. He also cannot ride, and has the worst tack imaginable, and "his" horse completely takes advantage of him, and dumps him regularly. Then, this summer, he told my mother that "I'm too small, and inexperienced to handle [his horse]", yeah... okay buddy. It has put a pretty big rift in between the two of us, and is a lot of the reason that our relationship is currently so strained.

My Ranch-Friends... for the most part, are awesome and totally supportive. I think they all know how much horses and riding means to me, and how hard i've been working on getting to be a better rider. So, that's really nice, but their mostly "horse-girls", so of course they are behind me 100% in the pony-endevour.

My "Other" Friends... This is a slightly frustrating one, I'm the only one that rides, and for the most part none of them get it. Some of them love to make inappropriate jokes that literally makes my blood boil. For the most part - none of them know how to share in it you know? It's weird... I don't really know how to explain it, I suppose riding is a very selfish pasttime, that requires a lot of your energy, spare time, and money, so it makes sense my friends don't "get it", especially since i'm rarely around... but it still kind of stinks. What can ya do.

Equestrian Challenge: Day 9

Day 09- Any injuries that occurred from riding

I've been pretty lucky, as injuries go.

As a child I had a steady stream of tree-branch induced slices, a few knocked and bruised knees, and i'm sure more bruises than was at all necessary. But, as for those minor occurances, I can't remember anything very bad.
In 2009 I thought it would be a smart idea to jump on a green horse bareback for a photo, and proceeded to get my ass dumped in the dirt... The photo really describes it all:

It was a good little reminder that one should never get too cocky, or too proud, around a horse. It also resulted in a severely fractured left wrist, which put a damper on the end to my summer. However, it managed to heal much better than any of my doctors expected. (They were all harassing me with images of horrible pins and metal plates everytime I came in for a check-up). Whoever that 2 am doctor was that set my wrist, he did a damn good job, thank you kind sir.

Then, that fall, I was working at another ranch, riding horses, and a big palomino absolutely massacred me. I can't even remember the damn horses name, but I jumped up, and he was dead still, wouldn't move an inch. This, in my professional opinion, is always a recipe for disaster. I attempted to get him to move left, and he proceeded to rodeo buck me to the moon and back. I had no chance. I landed back and head first, and proceeded to watch as his hoof narrowly missed my face. I rolled, he ran off, it was bad. I ended up with some bad aches and pains, and a decently bad concussion.

Finally, the wimpiest one of the three, this summer I had a horse irish dance on my foot, i.e. she stomped on it and wouldn't let go. My foot was one big mottled bruise, ft. some blood bruising, and I lost feeling on the top of my foot. I also was having a really hard time clenching my toes. 4 months later and I'm feeling regaining feeling. Sigh... Horses...



So, as far as bad injuries go, those three are the worst I can think of. Perhaps my mind is hiding the rest from me, because I honestly can't pull anymore up, and i'm sure there's been a few. Lately, I've been lucky, my only issue is two terribly bad shoulders that cause me a lot of grief. However, thanks to a car accident (thanks, but no thanks), I was required to go to physiotherapy. I was diagnosed with pretty bad horizontal whiplash, and it made all my issues in my shoulders kind of bubble over the surface. My pyshio is absolutely wicked though, and "needles" me, which is where they take an acupuncture needle and literally twist the needle around in your muscle until it releases. This means that when my shoulders are brutally tight, my muscles will spasm over, and over again. A lot of people really don't like this kind of treatment, as it's uncomfortable, and can be painful in the moment, but also for a couple days afterwards, but I love it - it has worked wonders for me.

Equestrian Challenge: Day 8

Day 08- A little about the barn/stable you ride at

Last year I was working at a really beautiful barn, that was ruining any form of self-confidence I had. I honestly, to this day, still have flashbacks of a terrible boss, and the bad environment, and it sucks. Anywaysss, a good friend of mine (who reads this blog - Hi Caron!), had recently purchased a quarterhorse named Quiz, and she also owns a big Warmblood named Jager. She was finding that she was riding Jager more, and I was desperately looking for lessons, and some form of sanity. She graciously invited me to come take lessons on Quiz, and Quiz became Princess Mareface (if any of you have read my blogs from last year, she was the star of the show), the lady I took lessons from became "My Trainer", and the barn became my barn too! In September I moved my own horse in, and the deal was sealed.
Honestly, my barn is awesome. It's not the most fancy schmancy pants place, but I like that about it. However, we have an awesome barn manager who makes sure everything is clean, running safe and smoothly; so what it lacks for in schmany pants, it definitely doesn't also lack in safety and cleanliness, which is all that matters to me. Jingle is stalled at night, in a semi-heated barn, and then goes out in group turn out everyday. He has access to a massive field, as well as a feed lot that is opened to them in the afternoon. When Jingle first was moved inside, and into this turnout situation, they decided they would try to put him with the mares. He is definitely a very low-pecking order, submissive horse. Anyways, it worked well, so my little fairyboy is out with the mares. There's less of them, and he seems to really enjoy it, so I don't complain!

The barn has an indoor arena, as well as an outdoor, and some really nice trails that I've just begun to discover out back. It's 35 minutes from my house, and right at the doorstep of the Rocky Mountains, so it's definitely pretty stunning.

It's really, for me, the perfect mix of social and private time I need. There's a lot of really nice, super welcoming, girls there. A lot of which worked at the same ranch as me! & of course, Brigitte, my best friend, also boards there with her winter-lease horse, Mac. So, there's generally always someone to chat to, and visit with, if I wish. However, I can also escape and do my own thing, and work on my own stuff.

So, as you can see, I really love my barn. My only "complaint", an unheated arena makes for some pretty fricken' cold night rides. (But honestly, what kind of complaint is that? I have an indoor arena to ride in - life's good.)

Equestrian Challenge: Day 6 & 7

Life has popped up and reared it's ugly head, meaning I am very behind on these challenges, so you get two in one day! Yipee!

Day 06- All the tack and riding clothes you have 
(brand/color/other details)

This one is a joke... right? haha. I am obsessed with tack & riding clothes, but here goes, the short list....

This is my Jeff Smith Cowhorse, I am in love with it - it's an awesome saddle. However, lately i've been noticing some dry spots after hard workouts with Jingle, so I think it might have to be traded in. So sad.... I'm crazy enough to want to keep it, just because I love it so much, and buy another saddle for Jingle. But, after an ouchy truck-bill I got from the mechanic today, that's just not happening.

So, anyone looking for a Jeff Smith cowhorse saddle, FQHB? Super nice saddle, would fit any normal QH build (except for my scrawny, awkward withered horse) Bought it in September for $2600, always kept in a heated tack locker, mainly ridden inside, only been outside twice. Comes with Nettles stirrups & i'll throw in a brand new Billy Cook mohair cinch.

Jingle has Red Professional's Choice SMB's, front and backs, aswell as black PC bell-boots.

Here you can see his two bridles, I forget the brand of one, but it's nice, it's my back-up bridle and for quick-change bits. Then second-in from the right is my Weaver headstall that I'm in love with. I have the matching breast collar, and it's my only full tack set. Then his two halters, one is a weaver with rawhide noseband, the second is halter I had made from Chick's saddlery, it has his barn name on the noseband, and his registered name on both cheek pieces. Love it.

Then, as you guys now, Jingle chose to be ridden in a sidepull, so bye bye bits and beautiful headstalls - hello ugly, plain sidepull. This one is a weaver sidepull, it's nice - gets the job done. 

In my tack locker I have a little self container of odds and ends, here you can see my helmet, the aforementioned breast collar, and Jingle's Weatherbeeta cooler, with attached neck piece. He also has a rugged wear medium blanket, a weatherbeeta heavy blanket, and two different rain/summer sheets.

Odds & Ends - notepad and pens to jot things down, extra dewormer, a couple bits, and chin straps.

Extra reins, lunge line, Mane & Tail Shampoo & Conditioner. This is also where his Vetricyn, MTG and miscellaneous oils & potions I have goes.

Tack Box, contains brushes, hoof picks, Riva's remedy salve for inflammation that I sometimes apply to his face after a hard ride, Leave in-conditioner for his mane and tail, braiding elastics, etc.

As for riding clothes.... my favourite riding jeans are Wrangler Sadies, and I have 3 different Lululemon Stride Jackets that I love to ride in. They are pretty much just sweaters, but they are super long, so they don't ride up under my vests, and they have the loops for your thumbs, so they keep my hands warm. I I always ride in a vest, my favourites are the ones from Marks, waterproof and super warm. Finally, my favourite socks are Justin boot socks, super warm, and they go really tall but don't dig into your legs... which a lot of high socks I have do. Finally, I have my go-to Justin's that I ride in, they are pink high tops, and I adore them. I rarely ride in anything else. I also have my pink muck boots, which are essential in keeping my toes warm pre and post ride. :)

Day 07- Your favorite ribbon won at a show and why

Haha, this one is easy to include beeeeecaaaaauuuuussseeeee... I have never won a ribbon before - maybe one day. I sure hope so.

Equestrian Challenge: Day 5

Day 05- Your first fall

Welll... it was pretty unexciting, I was riding a horse named Wiggles (the cutest name, ever). I'd ridden him a couple times before but he was pretty green. I was heading out with a couple, and one afternoon we had just planned to go on a fun little adventure ride by ourselves at the ranch. I left the barn, crossed the river, went through a tiny patch of trees (still insight of the barn/main houses/everyone there), and did a bit of a trot to catch up. I was posting along when Wiggles tripped on a log, he took a bit of a dive forward. My huge bulky yellow raincoat was tied onto the back of the saddle and made a big rustling noise. No sooner were his back legs in the air, and I was mid-post, bailing over his shoulder. I landed, rolled onto the road, and watched as the scared little guy rushed off into the trees. I found him, shaking, gave him a couple big pats, got back on, and away we went!

The only photo I have of me riding Wiggles... He's a pretty funky looking paint, one blue and one brown eye, interesting markings and really small too, probably 14.3 or less. My hands are awful, please ignore them, and also note the fact my feet aren't even in the stirrups... guess the fall didn't rattle me too much, hey?

That day we proceeded to ride a pretty tough fence-line, cross a crazy bog, hopped over a culvert, and loped through a hay field... he was an angel for the rest of the ride. So, in reality, it was a pretty good fall all-in-all. 

I haven't fallen for quite some time, and all summer I had this nagging feeling that my time was running out. Survived the summer though, so let's cross our fingers for the winter!

Equestrian Challenge: Day 4

Day 04- A ride that impacted your life

This one really made me think....

I have two that I'll talk about, although i'm sure i'm ignoring a couple really good rides in the process. I have been blessed with some spectacular rides, but these two particular rides are two that have a pretty long-lasting impact.
The first is the first time I rode my horse. :)

It was a bit of a gross rainy day in 2010, Jingle would have been 6, I was 18, and I got to the barn and was told I would be riding a horse named "Jingo". Everyone seemed a bit worried about the whole situation, I remember thinking he had a really pretty forelock. :) I rode with a "beginner" group, and the only hiccup of the entire ride was that he didn't want to go up a very large, steep hill. I got someone to come right infront of me, parked his nose in that horses bum, and away we went. He did awesome. Later that night, I broke my wrist, and it wouldn't be until almost a year later that I saw ponyboy again. For some unknown reason, he settled into my brain as my "favourite", and now, he's mine. *Cue sappy music*

The second was the 2012 "Counsellor Ride" this summer.

The "Counsellor Ride" was something I had organized as a thank-you for the counsellors that worked at the ranch this year. Very rarely were counsellors allowed to do this, and I begged, pleaded and reminded the owners daily until I got the go-ahead to do it. Generally speaking, we pull our horses shoes and kick them out onto lease land until mid-September when they are brought back in, and sent to winter pasture. However, since this was the last year, and the sale of the horses was in mid-September, the horses were to stay closer to home. It was towards the end of august and it was disgustingly hot. I had tried to pair up everyone with their 'favourite' horse, or a horse that I knew they would have a good ride on. It was stressful, and it literally made me stomach ache thinking about dissapointing someone, as this was to be the last ride many of us would ever have at the ranch. 

Getting ready to head out

Me & King Ponyboy

I obviously rode King Ponyboy (Jingle), and he was AWESOME. I hadn't ridden him much this summer, but I knew he'd be fine and sure enough he was wicked. I weaved around the massive group (I think over 20 of us were on the ride? I can't remember) the entire time. A couple times I took off on my own little path, away from the masses, and he was fine to just follow my lead. It was honestly the perfect ride with my horse.

Best boy.

Doing our own thing...

We headed to the "Far Lookout", and hung out there for awhile, and then took a different way back. We stopped at a spring, and then meandered home through the river for quite awhile. Towards the end, I fell to the back, and walked through the last gate with two of my bestfriends. It was a pretty bitter-sweet moment. A part of me was so amazed and happy to see so many lovely, wonderful friends, on such beautiful, strong horses ahead of me. Another part of me realized that we were coming "home" to the shed for the last time.

Heading Home

So, how did this ride "Impact" me? Well, it was totally symbolic of my experience at the ranch, and it signified the end. Thankfully, it was able to symbolize the "end" in a really beautiful, pure way. What amazed me the most was how happy all the horses seemed. We had horses ranging from "counsellor" horses, all the way to our intermediate - juniour horses, and each one seemed happy to comply and come on this last ride with us. It almost felt, as corny as it sounds, that they knew this was their last ride too.

There was another side too, a negative and dark side, that for me made it slightly easier to walk away from the ranch. I walked those last couple minutes knowing that I was coming home with my heart-horse, and quite a few heart/forever friends, and that is really what was so important, and significant about that particular ride.

Saying goodbye in the shed....

Equestrian Challenge: Day 3

Day 03 - Your Best Riding


Well... this is a loaded question, isn't it? Haha. When I was younger I thought I was a pretty decent rider, and then I started taking lessons, and just sort of melted in a puddle atop of my horse. However, last night, my trainer commented, as I was loping Jingle over poles, "I should have taken a video of the first ride you had here, and compare it to now! It's crazy!"... so, that's a compliment right? ;)

So, I suppose my best riding has been lately, really learning how to communicate better with Jingle to achieve a calmer, peaceful, more willing state between the two of us. Sometimes though, I really don't think it is my best riding haha... horses have a way of humbling you, don't they?

Honestly, all technicalities and refined qualities aside, I would have to say some of my best riding was finding and chasing horses home from the hills. I do think I have a knack for direction, and i'm pretty good at reading where a herd will go, and how they will move. Plus, there's something about chasing horses that makes me fearless - galloping down a cliff, in a hail storm, while jumping logs, and chasing a stud and his band of mares - yeah, i've done that. (Absolutely no word of a lie)

So, I guess that begs the question - what does the statement your "best riding" really mean? For me, it can mean either that learning, meeting, and melding of technical skills in the arena, or the fearlessness I had while chasing horses in the boondocks.

Equestrian Challenge: Day 2.

Day 02- Your current riding goals

This... by, next week....

Robert Whitaker at the Stockholm International Horse Show

Jumping a 2.12 m wall on Waterstone 2, bareback.

Just Kidddddddddddding.

I have so many goals, maybe that's my problem?

I think I'll have to narrow it down, and break it into categories...

Short Term: Working on becoming a better rider, while training a "green" horse the basics.

- sometimes, this is easier said than done. What is that old saying... green + green = black & blue. With well-trained horses, you can fall into bad habits, and they catch you. With not-so well-trained horses, those habits will bite you in the ass... sometimes literally, sometimes figuratively! 

I have some goals in mind come summer... be able to take Jingle to a gymkhana, and calmly and successfully complete a barrel pattern & pole bending pattern (speed is not important). I would also like to find my horses right lead, and his stop, somewhere in his brain. :)

Long Term: 

For Myself: Show

(and show, successfully)

- it's no secret I want to try cutting, so, when I envision my long term goals I see myself at Fort Worth. However, ultimately, even if cutting isn't the avenue I find myself wandering down, I want to be able to show at a decently competitive level in some horse-sport. Why? Why isn't trail riding with my family enough? Curry combing the kids Shetlands while my hubby bbq's? Maybe that is in my future, BUT... I'm a highly competitive person, and I want to make horses my life, and my career, thus, showing competitively, and successfully, means that you have reached high levels of success, and skill. Both of those "S" words, are big words, and they mean a lot to me.

For Jingle: Kid's Horse.

- I mock shetlands, and now look what I want for my horse! Realistically, one of my happiest moments is when I envision a day that Jingle is semi-retired, giving young kids their first lessons, and being that dependable well-trained horse, that will catch them when they stumble.

Equestrian Challenge: Day 1.

Day 01- When and why you started riding

I was a horse-crazy kid, stuck in the city, with two parents who weren't horse people, at all. I guess, like most little girls, I liked the idea of riding. I read lots of riding books where the main characters were smart and sassy, and wore breeches, and rode beautiful horses over "fences". Little did I know I would end up riding western, and have yet to wear breeches. One of these days I'm going to achieve the fences + breeches combo!

My first riding experience was a kid's camp in a large park called Fish Creek Park inside of Calgary. My second cousin and I went together, we were both 6. We got to share a pony named Peaches for a week. All I can remember is one of us would lead Peaches on the ground, whilst the other would ride. There was probably 5-6 other pairs of kids, and we would walk around in a round-pen, with a camp counsellor in the middle.

When I was 8 I started going to Bates Bar J, another horse camp, but this one was full-day AND sleepover. Growing up! My life pretty much changed from there-on in. I was a horse-crazy 8 year old, who never looked back, and now I'm just as horse-crazy (possibly crazier, which is hard to believe), and even more determined.

8 year old Louisa, ft. a mushroom cut, riding a horse named Minnie who had to wear a metal muzzle, because of her horrible biting habits. Beautiful combo, clearly.

30 Day Equestrian Challenge for the Month of December

So for the month of December, along with my routinely scheduled posts (haha), I've decided to do this equestrian challenge - let's see if I can manage to blog daily. (I highly doubt that'll come true). I have a busy day of work, stall cleaning & another work christmas party (I have multiple jobs - I am insane), so I might just count this as day one, and do the first one tomorrow. I know, I'm already procrastinating this challenge BUT, in my defense, there are 31 days in December. ;)

Happy December to you all! Hope you aren't too stressed out about Christmas just yet!

Day 01- When and why you started riding
Day 02- Your current riding goals
Day 03- Your Best Riding
Day 04- A ride that impacted your life
Day 05- Your first fall
Day 06- All the tack and riding clothes you have (brand/color/other details)
Day 07- Your favorite ribbon won at a show and why
Day 08- A little about the barn/stable you ride at
Day 09- Any injuries that occurred from riding
Day 10- How your family/friends feel about your riding
Day 11- Find a horse for sale online that you would want to buy
Day 12- Favorite horse color
Day 13- Most Embarrassing moment
Day 14- Your dream barn/farm
Day 15- If you could speak to any horse, dead or alive, what would you say?
Day 16- Your most recent fall
Day 17- Your equestrian idol
Day 18- Your grooming routine
Day 19- A discipline you would like to do that you’ve never done before
Day 20- Your favorite horse show
Day 21- Your perfect schooling outfit
Day 22- The importance of riding in your life
Day 23- Picture of your favorite jump/combo
Day 24- Your best riding friend
Day 25- Your dream trailer
Day 26- Biggest riding pet peeve
Day 27- You know your an equestrian when….. (Give 5 original ones)
Day 28- Helmet or no helmet?
Day 29- A style/trend in tack/riding apparel that you don’t like
Day 30- Your Future With Horses