She still was not confident in herself and did not trust me. I took her to the wash rack, a two by four running parallel to the ground held up by two metal posts, with mats placed on the ground for the horse to stand on. I lay out my weapons: a sponge, hose, shampoo, conditioner, and a bucket. Faith calmly watched me reach for the hose. I slowly turn it on.
Although it is true that I am one of few who can say that they have natural ability for riding I still had a difficult time learning the sport. I had to fall numerous times to understand why exactly I was slipping from my saddle. It wouldn't have been so bad if it weren't for the fact that most of the time I'm paired with a seven foot tall horse. You get splitting headaches or you wake up to find your shoulders are black and blue, with blisters dotting your hands and you'd find it difficult to stand straight like you normally would.
While we were on the chair, Max said “aight Virun now you can do toe edge, try doing it on the steep hill”, I replied with a nod. We quickly got off the chair, put on our bindings and went to a steeper route. I went down the hill first and reluctantly, I switched between my toe and heel edge like I was a pro! While I was going down the hill I could hear the wind whistling against my helmet and sound of my board carving on the snow. I was so hyped that I finally learned Snowboarding.
I jumped on the horse and the buzzing flies bothered me to death. I kept swatting and whacking so much the finally left me alone. when i started to walk the horse i could smell the sweaty saddle I was sitting on. With the me on the horse my grandma’s friend took me over to the empty field. He had to walk me with the splintery lead rope, as we walked along the tall dead, yellow, grass.
Pushing off and hit the ground face first. The ice cold snow melts onto my face, I laugh at myself and hope to god the people around me didn’t see that. No one was paying attention to me they all had this type of confidence and excitement to learn and grow. I stood back up and headed down the hill with all force, not knowing how to turn I abruptly put my snowboard on healedge and slammed to a stop. Little did I know I was already halfway down the hill.
Bad things happen when you try riding over your head and it did to me. I remember it like yesterday, I was in a race at Loaiza Dairy Farm and they have some labyrinth, gnarly trails there. But it wasn’t on the trail where I wrecked. It was in a wide-open field. The field was probably three
I felt as if I were jumping in the soft, fluffy clouds, someone, below my feet trying to pull me down to the ground, making each wavy bump feel like I had landed on sharp, rough boulders. The sounds of other girls squealing irritated me, but I still held on tight to the handlebar in front of me. I whined when the ride finished its course, but then I remembered that it had been my fault that my mom and I had to stand in line again. I felt happy that I at least got to ride the roller coaster once. Occasionally, you have to chose between taking the chance to make your day better or worse, or to just do the more essential things first.
Another form of getting this high-stepping gait is through soring. Soring is the practice of spreading acid, diesel fuel, and many more harmful substances onto a horse’s leg to irritate it. This makes it incredibly painful for the horse to step down with their legs and makes them step higher. On top of soring, riders and trainers will wrap heavy chains onto the horse’s legs during riding sessions. The heavy chains rub against the horse’s raw skin and this causes them to lift their legs even
as sat in between my twin sister and my best friends and I still didn't think I was safe enough. as he pressed the button I could feel the roller coaster slowly taking off and I thought to myself "oh this isn't too bad. until it dropped us I was scared out of my mind, I wrapped my warms around my sister and friends I wrapped my feet around tem
My Best Horse Show On a bright monday morning in June my family and I were packing to start heading for the state horse show that I was in. As my dad pulled into the driveway with the camper he honked the horn and said, ”Bring all of your pakings and lets hit the road.” We are traveling all the way to perry GA. with our neighbors. My mom and dad was driving separate because someone had to haul the horses so I decided to ride with my mom incase something happened. As my mom and I were driving down the road my dad said on the walkie talkie, “that there was something laying on the road and that we needed to switch lanes.” So we did and later on down the road there was a car that was laying upside down. We noticed that the thing we saw