A horse ride is my number one passion. I learned to ride while living in the country and when dad and I visited the stables in the city, I was so amazed and couldn't believe how many other people were enjoying the sport too.
Their were heaps of kids and even old and disabled people were learning equestrian stuff. It seemed their were more urban horse riders, than country one's.
Although I certainly didn't envy them. What could compare to cantering down miles upon miles of isolated ocean beaches? or trotting along forestry trails on a fit and strong Arabian.
In the wild there are no roads, no fences, no cars, no truck fumes. Only stunning scenery, the smell of a thousand wild flowers and the awesome, natural chorus of nature.
One thing I did envy though was their modern stable facilities. They had everything. flash lunging yards and stalls, pretty saddles and bridles, colourful blankets and rugs, and the kids had the coolest designer, horsey clothes and boots to wear.
My dad believes that becoming good horse riders takes lot's of practice and repetition.
And the key to become a wise thinking rider is properly learning the basic's of posture, balance, seating and understanding the characteristic's of your horse.
As important as mastering the art of riding is understanding the basic equine language used, eg:
A full understanding of the tack used with horses and ponies, is also absolutely essential.
How did you learn how to ride? And was it in the country, or the city? Share your thoughts or images.