Thursday, April 25, 2013

Horse thoughts

Old Hemlock stand
Dakota, our pointman.
My experience today was so great that I can't even put into words what it meant to me. I lived a dream today. I rode a horse - a beauty named Ranger Rick - not in a ring but on a trail through the woods. We walked, we trotted, we cantered through water, through a beautiful stand of Hemlocks (my dad's favorite), past a magical little cabin in the woods with a pond and patch of daffodils from someone's long ago garden. There were ghosts of  fence posts that, I imagine, once bordered pasture that had stood there. There were trails upon trails upon trails.  I easily felt in my heart as if I were galloping through the wild, wild west.  Well, except a lot more tree covered and a lot less flat.  Ranger Rick was amazing - it was if he understood me, that I was new at this and just a little bit nervous.  I love that horse.  I trusted him which is saying A LOT!  At one point, he started to swing his head because he wanted to catch up with his buddies Phoenix and Sundance.  My first reaction was a nanosecond of panic but then it was as if Ranger told me that it would be ok. And it was.    I took this trailride with a new friend and her daughter.  I've only known them for three weeks but it feels as if we grew up together.  She cares for her horses that way that I hope to care for my own horse someday.







4 comments:

Thistle Cove Farm said...

It looks like a fabulous ride, glad you had such a great time.

Angie said...

Good for you!! Oh how I wish I had been there, on a horse, out in the woods, with you...

Robyn said...

Sounds wonderful! I love horses also and would have loved to do what you did. So glad you had a wonderful time!

Lesa said...

Now that's a glorious day!