When I was a kid and finally got a horse, I rode and showed in a western saddle. A western saddle is the picture that pops into your head when you hear the word saddle. Western saddles are used by cowboys and barrel racers and trail riders, etc. I've always ridden western, so I find it much easier than the alternative. I find security in the horn and the sturdy stirrups. Problem is, Maggie doesn't have what is called the "western jog." Not a big deal since I'm not showing her, but she wouldn't place in a western pleasure class. She's quick, but I'm not sure if she's barrel horse fast. Regardless, I enjoy riding western. See picture below, and please ignore the dirty horse. It's impossible to keep a white horse clean and the non-stop rain hasn't helped. Note, she did have a full bath the day before this picture.
Over Memorial Day weekend, I got a crash course on English. Last week, I took a lesson which went ok. I bought a reasonably priced saddle from a girl at work and have tried it out yesterday. It fits--check Maggie's modeling skills:
I know I didn't put on the girth, just wanted to show the difference. So far so good--I haven't fallen off yet, but I haven't gotten the post right yet. I need to work on it some more and see how it goes. I think she moves pretty well, but then again, I don't know much about this whole thing!
Aside from the new saddle, I had also told you about my new bike. Check it out: Have only ridden it half a dozen times or so, but I don't want to ride in the rain! If only the weather would dry up for a few days. I'm riding a lot between Maggie and the bike--love summer!
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