I grew up as a horse crazy kid. From the time I was 9 all my birthday and Christmas lists were topped with ‘a horse’. Thank to my Dad’s literal sense of humor, I had a great collection of glass, porcelain and Breyer horses, but what I wanted was a living, breathing, real horse.
Shortly before I was 17, I had met all my parents conditions (a driver’s license, a job and $2000 in the bank) and bought myself a horse. His name was Brandy and he and I spent many hours and had many adventures together over the years.
As sled dogs began to take a bigger and bigger part in my life, my time for my horses (3 at this point) waned. By the time we moved to Perryvale, I was hardly riding at all anymore.
When Brandy had to be put down while we were away at the Race to the Sky in 2002, I knew it wasn’t fair to hang onto my other two horses and we sold them to a couple horse crazy teenagers, where they could get the attention they deserved.
At that time I vowed to own a horse again one day, but since then I have not been on a horse at all.
If you had told me when I was in my twenties that I would go about 10 years without riding, I would have told you you were crazy – but life happens and time sometimes just gets away from you.
The last year or so the ‘itch’ has been coming back. I’ve found myself ‘friending’ horse pages on Facebook and watching dressage videos on YouTube. A few weeks back when I ended up biking passed the riding stable in Edmonton where I took my very first riding lessons (about 35 years ago) the itch was almost uncontrollable. So I decided it was time to scratch.
I know owning a horse is still not a responsible decision for me – I still don’t have time and our property is just not suitable for horses – but I have friends with horses.
So last week I emailed our friend Gabi Husch and did a bit of begging. It paid off. This was the view of a trail I’ve traveled many time by dog team last night.
I’d forgotten just how lovely it is to look at the world through a horse’s ears.
Many thanks to Gabi, and of course, Cookie – I had a GREAT time. It absolutely will not be 10 years until next time!