I am a happy girl, last night I finally got to get on a horse. It had been almost two years since I climbed into a saddle and it felt really good, other than my butt and thighs were a little sore this morning. And it had been a really long time since I had rode a good ole ranch horse. Most of my experiences riding over the past few years have been with the chuckwagon outriding horse - old racetrack horses - that really don't have a lot of brain cells left. It is one of those things that they can sense everything and therefore you have to be as calm as possible, however every time they hear that bell ring they are ready to go, so you better be on your toes.
When I was younger some good cattle friends gave me a horse to ride during the Summer called Peanut Butter. I would ride him bareback everywhere. One day mom looked out the window and couldn't figure out what I was doing in the pasture with this horse. Well I had decided maybe I could try my hand at cutting. The thing was I knew dad wasn't going to appreciate me cutting on the show heifers so instead I used the sheep we had around for training our Border Collies. Everything was working out fine, until some of the sheep ran under Peanut Butter belly. Surprisingly, he wasn't to found of that.
I have always loved being around or on a horse. I really think it is one of the best things in the world to be on top of one. I have always said one day when I make it big I am going to buy a team just like the Express Clydesdales. We'll see how that plan all unfolds.
Let's just hope I don't have to wait so long until the next time I am climbing into a saddle.
This was the six-horse Express Ranches hitch at the Calgary Stampede last summer.
The blonde gal is my sister. I got to ride up there the following night. They parade in front of the grandstand in between chuckwagon heats.