This past Saturday, I climbed back in the saddle. I hadn’t ridden Cash since our fence flipping fiasco. That morning I woke up nervous. Butterflies clung and clawed at my stomach. I withdrew at breakfast, and that’s when my husband asked if I was scared. I nodded my head and tears flowed. He came…
This segment was originally designed to be a thrill for all horse lovers, especially those of us who thrive off riding horses, training, colt starting. I had plans to share my long awaited experience of starting my colt from birth to now––a first-time-this-way-experience for me. It will still involve horse talk, or course, but perhaps…
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