Sing it with me! I'm sure you've figured it out on your own, but there are several layers to this blog title. One is blatantly ob...

Tell her to fit a saddle to a horse and rider. It'll work, I promise. As I mentioned, after the failure of SF#1 to satisfy, I moved ...

Let me clarify my ambivalence Or how about "My Horse Is A Doofus."  Or “The Near Explosion of My Head & Subsequent Murder...

So the Dark Times began. I was convinced my saddle didn't fit. Solo was fighting me tooth and nail against lifting his back and it&#...

Oh crap! No one TOLD me there was dressage involved!! It was winter of 2007 and time to hit the show circuit! We weren't ready for...

Ian had taught me that I was not even scratching the surface of my horse's potential . I wasn't challenging him or myself, which do...

Someone asked in the comments yesterday about my pictures -- all the pictures of my riding are taken by my erstwhile and wonderful SO, who w...

Oops. I'm spending some time on this clinic because it really DID change everything. As we moved into Day 2 (Stadium Jumping), I w...

That pic I was looking for of our first rig! Oh my, how tiny does that trailer look?!

Wear ALL THE COLOURZ! It was a humiliating ride. I had just spent an hour watching the group before me with lovely, springy round hors...