Someone once said that to me, I took it to heart and it’s stuck for decades. Here’s where it shows. Rest days, books I’m reading, clinics I’m sneaking off to, pony parties where my friends and I ride shoulder-to-shoulder like…
There is a specific kind of perspective that only comes from fifteen years of showing up to the first Buck Brannaman clinic of the year. This March, I traded the Willamette Valley mud for the dry, electric gold of an Arizona sunrise to go horsemanship hunting in the desert. It was a week spent in the shade of the speakers—watching my teacher ride his bridlehorses, catching up with old friends over fresh lemonade, and remembering why, above all else, I am a student and a horse lover first.
Adventure Hunting? OF COURSE! Traveling all over our country has been a grand adventure. Meeting the people, seeing the little microcosms in the horse world. Getting into completely unexpected places and experiences got additive very quickly. Creativity Hunting, Road Stories…