A couple of weeks ago Baby and I took a special trip. We went to the tack shop to buy her very first riding clothes. For someone who has ridden all her life and has been very heavily involved with horses, this moment was so special and although the lighting and quality of these pictures isn’t great, I wanted to share them with you anyway.
I started riding when I was three and have done a bit of everything over the years before focusing on Dressage, becoming a Dressage Rider, Trainer and Judge. The loss of my top horse and continued deterioration of my back contributed to my decision to retire and I haven’t ridden since I lost my horse 3 years ago.
I obviously want my daughter to ride, but I have never wanted to force her to do something she didn’t enjoy. Needless to say I am thrilled that she loves going riding; long may it continue!
She really enjoyed being fitted for her hat, sadly this pink one didn’t fit properly. We picked up some cute little jodphurs and pink boots, so she has the essential kit.
I used to spend so much time in shops like this and so it was really special to be sharing it with Baby. Then it was off to a friend’s stables to ride a little rescued Shetland; sadly I have no pictures of him, but did get this cute one of Baby showing off her new togs.
Then at the end of last week, as friend invited us to ride her son’s pony, Phyllis. I must admit we both fell in love. She is such an adorable pony and was impeccably behaved considering she is only 6. Baby had a ride round the outdoor and indoor schools and loved it so much.
She seems like a natural to me, as this is only about the 5th-6th time she has been on a pony and she looks like a little pro. I hope she continues to enjoy it as much as I have over the years.
Just for posterity I want to share this photo of me riding my horse of a lifetime, Nibeley Warrior. Who reached the level of Prix St Georges (not bad for a Welsh part bred!), before we sadly lost him to chronic lameness. If Baby can find a friend like ‘Oz’ then she will be a very lucky girl.
