Alberta Equest

So because my boots are continuing to collect dust due to 'adulting' requirements and not enough time in the day, I was recently inspired to do a brief post regarding the fine line between fear and freedom. Although I was never a complete wild child, I certainly felt as though I was much more invincible than I am now.  I began riding at the age of 9, and my third time on a horse I was cantering bareback over jumps made out of lawn chairs and 2x6's on my best friends driveway.  I was fearless, balanced, and dare I say - perhaps a little talented.  Winter came and it all ended due to the weather.  However, that Christmas I received a booklet of riding lessons at the local stables, and I was hooked.  I still remember nearly every moment of my first lesson, and though I was nervous I still gritted my teeth and loved every minute of it. bb Kidd As time passed I had the privileged of riding many wonderful horses, I progressed through Pony Club and competed within our

I was holding off on an updated Blog Post until *all* my horses were home, but that seems to continue being pushed further and further into the future, and Kidd is a super pony and deserves a shout out. I'm sure he checks my blog in his spare time, and he needs to know he done good. A 'new girl' has moved to our area from Calgary (Alberta Horse Central, FYI) for the next 2 years and her 2 Hunter/Jumper horses are remaining in Calgary until Circuit Finals are over, and she was itching to get her boots dusty so I offered Kidd to her.  Lately I have been far too busy to ride, the kiddlett needs the exercise and hey, free jump training since that's not *really* my forte anymore! So "T" intially reached out to our Sport Horse Club on Facebook inquiring about English riding in the area and we quickly became friends.  I wasn't sure what to expect when I invited her to our new farm one evening, and though i'm sure she was feeling similarly as she pull