by landofmakebelieve » Tue Dec 16, 2014 2:22 pm
Hanna - Horses:: Lu, Massey - Tags:: n/a
The tall girl stepped into her paint mare's paddock and gave a whistle. In her black hat and boots, dark bootcut jeans with a huge belt buckle and a black tanktop, the 17 year old was your average cowgirl. With Massey's bridle in hand, she waited while the overo mare came running. Hanna swiftly bridled her mare, then grabbed a handful of her mane and swung up onto her back. She had left the gate unlocked, so they just trotted over to it and pushed it open. Massey then trotted down the driveway to an open meadow where they stopped and Hanna dismounted.
Kerk - Horse:: Shortie - Tags:: n/a
Kerk heard hoofbeats and turned to see his sister and one of her barrel racers heading down the driveway. He had just arrived back from a tack-haul and was unloading saddles, blankets, boots, bridles, halters and everything else in between into his cabin. When he was finally done, the tall cowboy walked slowly to the barn, Shortie's new halter in hand. It was real leather with fine details. When he finally reached his AQH's stall, Kerk opened the door and haltered the stallion. The two then walked out of the barn and wandered around the farm, just walking.

hello, bonjour
please call me believe
herro der mes amis, i am believe. proud canadian, ottb loving, colt breaking, nfr dreaming. pictured on the left is my racetrack reject, landofmakebelieve, aka molly, moo, shmoo, whatever name comes to mind x] molly is a 10 year old canadian bred thoroughbred mare, and standing at about 16.2hh, we look a little wonky when we chase cans, but la dee da that's alright. molly and i tried several disciplines. i tried desperately to get her to catch on to dressage, but unfortunately, she still has the race bred mind and is all go. however, together we found a discipline which we could both enjoy; western gaming. this summer we started travelling to barrel races locally. our current record on a standard size pattern is 17.314 and we are improving with every run. and to all the low budget barrel racers out there such as myself, a word of advise; chin up darling. you may not have a million dollar mount under your butt, but you and your crossbred, rejected, hard headed, rescue baby can do it. you know why? cause those girls sitting in their custom circle y's, upon shiny, top of the line mounts are full of themselves. they think there's no way they can lose. they get cocky. stay humble, believe in yourself, in your horse, and most importantly ride your little heart out.