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dotted pajamas and furry houseshoes, I jogged to my trailer. All of my rodeo outfits were in the closet of my dresser. The gravel shifted and scooted under my feet as I walked. My trailer sit quite and untouched with the truck only feet away. The horses in the barn neighed almost as if they anticipated what would come later in the day. A smile appeared on my face as I saw Maggie walk out of the main house and towards the cabin. She carried a basket in her hands. "Aurora!" She shouted to get…

Being the curious person that I am, I did some research. I was a little reluctant at first because of the name of this place but when I pulled up their website the first thing I saw were people riding horses! Automatically I became more intrigued thinking this could really be it, my chance to do something for someone else. Reading on I realized this was not just any old barn when I scrolled past the volunteer section. Volunteer for what? Little did I…

What would it take to ride the Pacific Crest Trail? Most people would begin by asking: why? There are many answers to this question and they vary greatly from person to person, but for most, it is for the challenge. To say that it can be done, much like Don and June Mulford, did in 1959. Casting aside all criticism and concern from friends and park rangers alike, they set off with their pack train into the wilderness, and a year later emerged victorious on the other side. Such expeditions take…

people who ride and take care of horses. Members of this subculture value horsemanship, respect, position, and knowledge. Following these values allows you to be a better rider and have a better understanding of how to treat the animals. Together, these values form a value cluster because they all create the skills needed to be a successful equestrian. The value of horsemanship is reflected by the norms of being gentle and listening to both your instructor and the horse you are riding. Each…

boots. A refreshingly chilly breeze blows through the arena with the smell of rain. In my right hand is the rope, folded over twice so that it doesn’t drag. The clic-clack of the horses hooves die away as he walks in behind me and I can feel his warm breath on my elbow. This is what I wait for all week. I walk the horse into the center of the arena and start to warm up. We back up a few steps, I put pressure behind his shoulder so he steps one back leg over the other, and then I flip the rope…

want to own a horse, follow these tips when you go out looking! By now, you realize the financial commitment necessary to continue in the sport. It only begins with horseback lessons! By the time you have decided to buy your first horse, you hopefully understand the financial commitment and time management factors involved. 1. Do not be influenced by the seller when he says that you ought to go ahead and make an offer because someone else is coming that afternoon to see the same horse and he…

1. Why is a horse therapeutic? During the eleven weeks at Windridge I have experienced the physical, emotional, psychological, and social aspect of why a horse can be therapeutic. While being on a horse you are working on to improve balance, coordination, circulation, respiration, proprioception, agility, self-confidence and mental relaxation. A horse can stimulate multiple senses that are beneficial for a rider, such as smell, auditory, and tactile. One huge plus for using horses for therapy,…

Hippotherapy has been used as far back as the time of the Greeks. Hippocrates did a great deal of studying on this type of therapy process. Hippotherapy is a type of therapy that involves horses and people working together. The children will brush, tack, and ride their horse. Riding the horse allows the child to use their core more; therefore, improving their balance, and even motor functions. Through the years, hippotherapy has evolved and broken off into four separate types. There is: valuing,…

I was searching through Facebook one day when I first laid eyes on the horse of my dreams. The horse I had been dreaming about since I was a little girl. He was a chestnut with a huge white blaze and four white socks; in my eyes he was perfect. That day I made an appointment with the off the track thoroughbred rescue race horse reclaim to go and meet him. My mom took off work to accompany my hasty decision making. When we arrived all she saw was everything wrong with him. His tail had been cut…

grass had just been cut around the barn. The dusty barn had been cleaned and the sun seemed to shine brighter in the stable. I headed out of the main barn to the pastures, I carried a dirty red halter and light blue lead rope, ready to go catch my horse. I unlatched the gate making sure to close it behind me, I walked the soft dirt path to the gelding field, being followed by Buddy-- a black and white barn…