Yes, I just said that. Me, the generally terrified chicken rider. I. Want. To. Jump.
It's taken a while, but I'm finally there. My riding has changed so much and my confidence has improved enough that I actually want to do what I'm here to do. It's good.
The ears aren't black, but here's the view from my saddle.
Me, the long-time arena rider, took the upper level prospect mare for a 45 minute hack in the mountains by myself.
I also somehow earned the title of 'hacking queen'. Go figure.
Other excitement: I got to body clip my second ever horse today. I had zero notice, but I think I did a pretty ok job. Much better than last time.
Strangely, the clippers died so there was no way for me to remove the cutesy lil' heart on his butt. :-D
No, I would never do something like that intentionally.
Izzy update: pony mare is making strides towards soundness. She is on limited turnout and we are tack walking as much as I can stand. I'm hoping for limited trotting tomorrow, but that depends on whether there's any time to ride.