Countin’ Down the Days

 After battling nausea and stomach problems for 3 years now it has all come to an end. On Jan 15th I had my gallbladder removed and as good as new! I have less than 2 more weeks to go until I can once again ride, and not be held back. I cant wait!! To know longer worry if I will make it through my pacing lesson because I may get sick all over my horse (almost did quite a few times galloping around), not fun.
 So know I am countin’ down the days until I am able to go try out a Addie, the ISH mare I have told you all about before, and I get to start preparing for the season ahead.

This is her with her current owner doing some dressage.

Always Look a Free Horse in the Mouth

 After finding Addy, horses for sale seem to be coming out the wood work here in Western Montana. Even for free, and I am not talking about your average 25+yr old kid’s horse. Nice young projects with potential- if you are willing to spend countless hours on teaching them how to pick up their feet, they could be very nice lower level eventers some day.
 Get this a nice young register Swedish Warmblood mare, for only $1500. And then the catch… she has a bone chip in her hock that tends to “tighten up” at times while jumping. Dang. If I had the money I would have bought her up, and at least make a nice dressage horse out of her. I’m sure that both of these horses will find nice homes here in the near future.
  It just goes to show that Addy, the nice ISH, 17hh, 6yr old sorrel mare with the little white star upon her forehead is probably going to be the one for me. I just have to ride this storm out and keep my eyes (and heart) on the prize before me.

Winter in Big Sky Country

  How do you describe Winter in Big Sky Country? Wet, cold, and icy. Short days and long nights, no more riding outside til 9 o’clock at night, unless you want to freeze both your self and your horse.
  I dont care, the wool tights, socks, long johns and winter breeches come out and are used on a daily basis to help keep the cold out.
  Unfortunately this year I am horseless and don’t have the joy of being with a fuzzy equine this winter, hopefully one will make its way into my life.