Oct 25

Merlin, the horse that chose us
The day we met Merlin our lives changed.
That morning, 18 months ago, I had asked my husband Jack, if he wanted to come for a ride with me but he wasn’t interested. He never really rode horses unless he had a job to do like checking the fences or mustering the cattle. We don’t own a big farm any more so he doesn’t ride at all now, the motor bike does the job.
One day, he surprised me though when he said that he might be interested in doing the carriage driving for RDA (Riding for the Disabled) sometime… maybe! This gave me hope that one day he may become interested in horses and we could do something together. Read the rest of this entry »
Oct 05

...show me what you want and I will try
My dad once told me,’there are horsemen and there are horsepeople, never get the two mixed up’. I had no idea what he meant. He was a ‘horseman’ himself, he’d been around horses all his life, made his living from them and with them. His father and his father before him were all horsemen
For years I thought anyone who could ride well was a horseman, people who have been around horses for a long time are often described as horseman. I respected and wanted to learn from these people until I started to realise that what they did wasn’t that clever. Sure they could ride well and get the horse to do what they wanted but there was something missing. Read the rest of this entry »
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