The first picture is of S T and Code of Honor. They were in the practice arena. S T had been giving him a work out and he had dismounted to let my niece ride him. She loved the ride.
It is just one week until I will have the official word from my Orthopedic Surgeon that I can get back into the saddle. Then I will be riding Blue Jean.
This is my horse Blue Jean with Vanessa Crowe as she gets ready to give my daughter Mary Engle her first riding lesson.
Here it is once again time for the horse shows in White Pine Tennessee and I will not be going again. I have not been since 2008. I really like the White Pine show. It is fun. The facilities are really nice. I especially like the practice arena.
In 2009 my son, Steve and his family were here from Mississippi so I did not get to go to Tn. In 2010 I was still recovering from a broken arm and this year I will be going to Lawrenceburg to take Bob and Leigh to the KMSHA State Show. It is a good show but I will miss going to Tn. I will really miss seeing my stallion, SC Code of Honor and Flair for Fury showing. I love watching the two of them show. I will really miss seeing all of the people I know from showing with UMH.
I really like seeing all the horses, owners and trainers. I will miss getting to cheer on my favorite horse that isn't mine, Mercy Me. And of course watch H T and that beautiful stallion that he rides.
Once again I am nursing a broken bone. When I first noticed the stable name, Broken Bones Farms, I got the wrong idea about how the name came about. Of course, now I know it is owned by an Orthopedic Surgeon and thus the name Broken Bones Farm. I can surely relate to that.
My Orthopedic Surgeon sees too much of me. Or rather, I see too much of him. I always think that my doctor must like people who ride horses and those who are accident prone. I believe he thinks I am in the latter category. Really I am not accident prone. I don't think he will believe that however. He tells me very seriously every time I see him, "Be careful" as he finishes his examination of my latest injury. Then again as he walks out the door, he turns around and says, "Be careful".
Actually the last time I was at the Tn show, I had decided I would ride Mt Girl in a novice class. I was in the practice arena and having a really good ride. Mt Girl was giving me the best ride I had ever had on her. All of the sudden, she spooked at something. I don't know what. She jumped sideways and she went one way and I went the other. Some say the hardest thing about riding a horse is the ground. I can relate to that. However, that day the ground wasn't hard in the arena.
The footing in the arena was very fine rock and it was very wet. It was a soft landing. When I got up, I was pretty much covered with wet rocks. Jamie helped me up and walked me to the wash bay where they wash the horses and hosed me off. I then got into my truck, went to the motel and took a good shower. I had to wash my hair and of course put on a whole new outfit because I was pretty well covered from head to toe with that fine gravel.
So I watched from the spectator chairs as the rest of the show went on without me participating. It has been a struggle to get where I have enough confidence to ride and enjoy the ride. I am always thinking I will get thrown off again. And I have had an unscheduled dismount on three more occasions since then.
The next dismount was from my mare, Blooming Rose. Now, the children can get on Rosie and have the best ride ever. My grandson Stephen loves to ride Rosie and I think when he gets just a little older he will get to leave the arena and ride the trails. Right now he is only seven and really doesn't ride very much but he sits good on a horse and he is very confident. I am very proud of him.
That same year, 2010, I was riding J R, my sister's horse. I had been riding him in the winter and had a wonderful time on him. We rode a lot of days in the snow and it was really fun. I was getting more confident. I had ridden him on the trails through the woods as well. Sometimes he would do little crow hops and scare me some but all in all I was more confident on him than any of the other horses. I knew what to expect from him.
We participated in the trail ride on the Van Bert Farm last fall just after I was able to ride again after my broken arm. Which by the way was not from falling from a horse. There was a mud hole the horses had to walk through to continue on the trail. I was the last to go through with J R. Poor J R was struggling to get through the hole that had been churned up all day by horse after horse going through it. It was too much for him and he went down.
Of course, I went off once again and this time it was in a mud puddle. I was wet and muddy but I got up and got back on J R with Doug Spier's help and finished the ride.
I said at the beginning of the ride I had two goals for the ride. One was to stay warm and the other was to finish the ride. I am proud to say, I finished the ride and my score wasn't too bad. I had by passed one obstacle and I did come in dead last on the scores but I had pretty good scores on the obstacles I did complete.
My last unscheduled dismount was from Blue Jean. It happened like this. We had all gone out to supper after the last Van Bert CTC. There was about 15 of us and it was agreed that there would be a trail ride in the mountains the next day. Everyone was very excited about the prospect of riding in the mountains. Jamie ask me if I would be going and I said, "No I don't have a horse to ride." Jamie ask me if I would go I had a horse that was bomb proof. I don't believe such a horse exists but he offered me Blue Jean and I do know she is a very good horse.
So I somewhat reluctantly agreed to go. But as I got on Blue Jean and we started riding in the mountains I was glad I had agreed to go. The mountain ride was spectacular and scary all at the same time. We rode down some trails that was uncomfortable for me but all in all the ride was really good.
All went well until the very late in the ride. I could tell Blue Jean was getting tired. After all I am heavier than the children who had been getting riding lessons on her. She had been on a longer ride than she had been on in a long time. We were within fifteen minutes of being back at the trucks and trailers when Blue Jean went down on her front knees. I didn't know she was going down until I felt myself land on the hard ground.
Vicky, another rider, was off of her horse in a flash and telling me not to move. I looked up and there stood Blue Jean, patiently waiting for me to get back on her. What a sweet mare. Vicky checked me over and finally allowed me to get up. I didn't feel like I had any bad injuries but to make my brother happy and set his mind at ease, I went to the hospital emergency room on Monday, Memorial Day, and was xrayed. I had a broken collar bone.
So in just seven more days, I can once again get on Blue Jean and ride the trails. I have had a lot of suggestions. Bubble wrap, training wheels, an air bag and stay off of all horses are just some of them. I am really looking forward to getting back on a horse for the first time in a long time. It has been a struggle to get my confidence back but I know Blue Jean to be a horse that will not run off with me and I know what to expect from her. But thinking about it, bubble wrap does not sound like such a bad idea.
It is all about trust and confidence. I have not had those feelings on a horse since I was 18 years old but I have wanted to have them and ride like I couldn't possibly fall off. I can relate that to my spiritual life. I believe that I have that kind of faith and trust in God. I know I can fall and I can fail but God will never let me go through anything without his being there with me. I can fail but God has already forgiven me for my failures.
I have trusted Jesus as my Lord and Savior and thus I can never fail. Do you have that kind of relationship with Christ? If you don't, why not?
May the Lord bless and keep you in his loving care.
Regards,
Mary
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