A Canter Is A Cure For Every Evil

Galloping full speed back to the pasture with the Icelandic I used to ride after realizing I was meant to be home in 15 minutes.

That one mom who yelled "look at that big dog!!" to her kids when driving past me n' the Icelandic while just walking her.

Creating Wheat Thin :)!!!

Our first endurance/CTR ride at pony club when we came 3rd

Every single time we’ve been stopped walking down the road/through the reserve so people can pat the horses

Every single time we’re gearing up at the paddock and people stop their cars to tell us what lovely horses we have and how friendly they are (+ when they ask if they can feed them carrots over the fence and their faces light up when we say OF COURSE)

My big sister and her 3 stepdaughters coming out to see the horses one day and she rode Stormy for the first time with little 2yo Ayla in her lap

Sending Forrest to his new home after he’d been rehabbed from his lease

Going to see Ed at Waimak Treks for the first time

Riding a then-unbroken Gem in a jockey saddle and rope halter all the way through Baynons Brake with a friend on Ed

The first time mum and Gem came on a CTR with us

Watching baby Bung grow up from a foal with a severed tendon who was 50/50 on being put down into a winning racehorse

All the times I got to drive the racehorses solo

Riding bareback through the woods as a kid and slaloming through the trees at top speed, using only my knees to steer

The first time I fell head over heels in love with a pony (it was on a farm holiday when I was six, his name was Felix and he’s the reason i finally badgered my parents into getting riding lessons)

Galloping bareback and with a headcollar, no shoes, just shorts and a bikini through the woods with my first Icelandic part share on our way to the river - eyes closed and arms spread wide

Coming first in my very first dressage show and proofing my entire family wrong

One particular evening ride as the sun set over to Scottish Highlands - my friend and I both on our “once in a lifetime” horses and we’re just chatting as we’re warming up (the picture is my background to this day)

That one time me and two friends raced over a freshly cut field like the devil was chasing us - felt like flying

The countless times Colibri took naps with her head on my lap - every single one a precious memory

The winter it snowed so much and my Icelandic was living his BEST LIFE - so many great rides

The few times we took the entire Fribi group and rode to this cute breakfast café a couple of hours away and had them graze on the field while we had a snack and drink