I started riding when I was 7 – my parents made me choose between riding lessons and a puppy. Ponies won, but I knew we’d end up with a dog anyway – which we did. From my first lesson on a fat strawberry roan pony called Templar and for the next (big number) of years I did lots of hacking and jumping and gymkhanas and falling off and even competed for my university riding club. But it was only when I started riding at Contessa in 2001, after quite a long break when I’d stopped enjoying it, that I discovered that I didn’t really know how to ride properly. Since my first assessment lesson (riding George and taught by Dawn) I’ve been trying to improve my skills on a succession of lovely horses and being taught by committed and professional (and mostly very patient!) instructors at Contessa.
I am lucky to have found this place and to live so close. I’ve made many friends through riding here (not all yards are this friendly) and have even been allowed to go out and compete. I’ve also had the absolute privilege of being allowed to ride some super schoolmasters – something that most people can only dream of. Most special of all was Tina’s wonderful Pik Dame who made me cry the first time I sat on her (in a good way).
So, I shall continue to come here until someone lets slip that last critical piece of information that makes all the other bits fall into place and I finally “get it”! And even then I probably wouldn’t be able to keep away.
Thank you all my 2-legged and 4-legged friends for many happy times.