By: Mary
I love all things equestrian. I always have and always will. As a child I dreamed of moving out west. So I did. In Wyoming I worked for a treatment program, and I rode as much as I could. I rode up into the mountains, I moved cattle, chased antelope, and on hot summer days, I would tie up the horse that I was using to a tree so I could splash into cold streams.
But I didn’t love riding there as much as I love riding my horse here.
I love finding Mars out in his pasture and bribing him with grain.
After catching him, I love catching up with him.
Some days I don’t bother tacking up at all. No saddle, no bridle. Just a halter and lead with the wind in my hair.
Other days I do.
At times, the inner balancing queen in me is unleashed.
Last of all: here I am. This is my favorite things of all to do while riding.. GALLOPING. I love speed and wind. I love gravity daring me to keep my balance and watching the gorgeous surroundings while I dash by. It’s a love that never grows old.
Great pics! I cannot believe you ride without a saddle.
Mine has decided to stop growing on me and it just plain stinks.
Oh, and can I have that long hair of yours please?
Awesome pictures! And riding without a saddle–wow. When I was growing up I was always envious of Aurora and her riding skills and access to so many horses–there’s just something so romantic about galloping across a pasture. I’d love to hear more about your time in Wyoming! The mountains looks so beautiful.