
College,
marriage and kids took me away from horses for a few years until we
moved to North Carolina.
I had been away from horses to long and needed
to feel them under me again. I got a job at a local stable, cleaning
tack and grooming horses, that taught jumping to the more fortunate
kids in the area. Up until then I had only ridden western. These kids
were quite spoiled and really didn't know how to take care of a horse.
They would come for their lessons and then leave
without even the
least regard to the care of the horse or tack.
I persuaded the stable
owner to let me extend their lesson and show them how to actually care
for a horse. The program was successful and that was my start in
teaching others about horses. In exchange for part of my wages I was
taught how to ride the hunters and jumpers and there developed my love
for cross country jumping. Probably the most fun thing I ever did on a
horse.
We then moved to Kentucky where I had a short stint with
exercising race horses. It was short lived because I didn't get a whole
lot of pleasure getting up at 4:00 am, freezing my toosh off and riding
a very high horse in a very uncomfortable position. It was a great
experience and I met some very famous jockeys but it wasn't for me.
My
Dad had trotters and I was fortunate enough to be able to help out with
them a little also. I met the love of my life in 1979, Steve, and told
him my dream was still to own my own breeding farm. It was seeming less
likely with the expenses of the large horses. Steve told me I could do
it I just needed to find the right breed. |