Dusting

I used to ride horses when I was about 10, and I stopped when I was 12 because life got way to busy, and horseback riding was the newest thing that I started, so it was cut first. Fastforward to October 2010, it's been too long of a time of me not riding a horse, but I have been working at the horse rescue up my street, so I've been cleanning stalls, falling in love with the horses, grooming, and playing with the horses of course. Well last Tuesday I walked up to the horse rescue and Vicky, the owner of the rescue, asks me to finish cleanning the stalls and then says that I can groom Monty and put some ointment on his booboos, after I groomed Monty, Vicky asked me if I wanted to ride him bareback. I said of course, and grabbed my helmet. So I rode Monty, for the first time on him and for riding bareback, and I fell in love. Come Tuesday night, I was "walking like a cowboy", but the pain in my cobwebbed muscles, is a good pain, and a pain that I'm all right with, and can't wait until next Tuesday :)

Enjoy some pictures of my on Monty!
Cae