Regarding the Horses in our lives...

[casportpony]

Quote: Thanks... that's one of the things I like about him.

-Kathy

 

[enola]

I'm back.

Had to go to the barn.

Goldie went on to be the best equine companion I ever had. After putting her under saddle, we did western events one summer at the shows. Because of her short little legs, all of the bigger ponies out ran her/us regularly, but I managed to get a couple of ribbons. She did get pretty good at trail classes. It was a lot of fun running barrels and poles.

Then my dad spent a winter teaching us English. I fell in love with walk, trot and canter. Goldie was almost voice trained. I competed in a few jumping classes, but, Goldie just didn't have good form. She sure did try though.

At the end of this show season, my Daddy died in an auto mobile accident. That was the end of my showing career. But, Goldie as an eager learner and was taught to drive. She loved that. We heated with wood, she learned to pull small logs. I trained her to ground tie. When all of us kids played Cowboys and Indians, she learned to lie flat on her side and not nicked when my sister rode by on her pony. I could ride her with no bridle and use my hands to give her signals on her neck, much like neck reining, but, just my fingers. She loved pizza and would hold a pop bottle by the top and turn it up in the air and drink some of it. Then hold onto it so I could share. One day I took her through our laundry room into the kitchen and she followed me around the table and back out the door. I got a paddling for that! She would pull a sled though snow like a chariot. She would crawl very carefully through a hole I cut in the neighboring dairy farm so we could gallop over miles of pasture.

I think Daddy died in 1964, so he probably bought her in 1961. She was at least 2. Goldie died when my youngest daughter was born in 1988. So she was between 25-30 when she died.

I never did find a horse that replaced her. But, I have the memories!

 

[perchie.girl]

I'm back.

Had to go to the barn.

Goldie went on to be the best equine companion I ever had. After putting her under saddle, we did western events one summer at the shows. Because of her short little legs, all of the bigger ponies out ran her/us regularly, but I managed to get a couple of ribbons. She did get pretty good at trail classes. It was a lot of fun running barrels and poles.

Then my dad spent a winter teaching us English. I fell in love with walk, trot and canter. Goldie was almost voice trained. I competed in a few jumping classes, but, Goldie just didn't have good form. She sure did try though.

At the end of this show season, my Daddy died in an auto mobile accident. That was the end of my showing career. But, Goldie as an eager learner and was taught to drive. She loved that. We heated with wood, she learned to pull small logs. I trained her to ground tie. When all of us kids played Cowboys and Indians, she learned to lie flat on her side and not nicked when my sister rode by on her pony. I could ride her with no bridle and use my hands to give her signals on her neck, much like neck reining, but, just my fingers. She loved pizza and would hold a pop bottle by the top and turn it staging up in the air and drink some of it. Then hold onto it so I could share. One day I took her through our laundry room into the kitchen and she followed me around the table and back out the door. I got a paddling for that!

I think Daddy died in 1964, so he probably bought her in 1961. She was at least 2. Goldie died when my youngest daughter was born in 1988. So she was between 25-30 when she died.

I never did find a horse that replaced her.

Oh what a sweet sweet story.... I am hearing more and more how long lived ponies can be... thank you for sharing... Your dad must have had quite a background with horses... to recognize the potential in the pregnant wild pony...

deb

 

[enola]

Another story....... I was on e-bay looking for jump cups and came across a young man mounted on a horse going over a jump. I enlarged the picture as much as I could....... I got chills up my neck. I was sure I was looking at a photo of my father. I sent the link to my oldest uncle and my brother. Then I contacted the seller for approximate dates of the photo. My uncle said the dates satisfied him that it was probably my father. I bid on it and for a few dollars i now have possession of it. I took the picture to my family reunion and everyone is almost sure it is a picture of my daddy.

Daddy was a trick rider, a bull rider, a cross country jumper and a jockey for a very short time. He wanted me to be a jockey, but that never happened.

 

[perchie.girl]

Another story....... I was on e-bay looking for jump cups and came across a young man mounted on a horse going over a jump. I enlarged the picture as much as I could....... I got chills up my neck. I was sure I was looking at a photo of my father. I sent the link to my oldest uncle and my brother. Then I contacted the seller for approximate dates of the photo. My uncle said the dates satisfied him that it was probably my father. I bid on it and for a few dollars i now have possession of it. I took the picture to my family reunion and everyone is almost sure it is a picture of my daddy.

Daddy was a trick rider, a bull rider, a cross country jumper and a jockey for a very short time. He wanted me to be a jockey, but that never happened.

Oh how exciting.... what a wonderful piece of history getting the photo... I hope youve collected and written down these stories... priceless.

deb

 

[Hylian]

Another story....... I was on e-bay looking for jump cups and came across a young man mounted on a horse going over a jump. I enlarged the picture as much as I could....... I got chills up my neck. I was sure I was looking at a photo of my father. I sent the link to my oldest uncle and my brother. Then I contacted the seller for approximate dates of the photo. My uncle said the dates satisfied him that it was probably my father. I bid on it and for a few dollars i now have possession of it. I took the picture to my family reunion and everyone is almost sure it is a picture of my daddy.

Daddy was a trick rider, a bull rider, a cross country jumper and a jockey for a very short time. He wanted me to be a jockey, but that never happened.

Your stories are simply thrilling. Goldie sounds like she was such a pleasant spirit to have around. It is interesting that you have found such a lost photo of your father - what a tale to tell!

 

[seminolewind]

I guess I'm just so busy reading that I have nothing to say, LOL. Do you scan pics into the computer?

 

[perchie.girl]

I do I have a really nice flat bed scanner... I been doing photo retouch for a while now. But not for myself. Up itll abou t2001 all my photos were done on a paper disposable camera....

I would love love love to have a digital SLR. I had to sell my Cannon TX SLR.. (all manual) when my Marc was dying of cancer... to pay the hospital bills. Teaching hospital near San Luis Rey Downs... they only charged me for meds...

deb

 

[seminolewind]

Deb, I have taken smashing pictures from a sony and before that a panasonic super zooms that were small cameras. I judge my cameras on how much I can enlarge without distortion. I like to crop what I want in a picture. It's not expensive to get a nice super zoom that takes awesome pictures. I have a DSLR, and I get a bit more clear enlargement from it, but not $1.000.00 worth, LOL. I love the editor in windows gallery. It does everything I want, which isn't much but I would not be using any more than that with any software.

I should scan some pics in. There's so much I have in photos that's just sitting in a box. Most of my show pictures from '85-'95.

I loved the pics I took with my Minolta slr. But I just could not beat the clarity and the fact that I can take a hundred pics to find the "right" one. And it doesn't cost me a fortune. I can't imagine with film. I'd have to be a millionaire.

 

[seminolewind]

Another story....... I was on e-bay looking for jump cups and came across a young man mounted on a horse going over a jump. I enlarged the picture as much as I could....... I got chills up my neck. I was sure I was looking at a photo of my father. I sent the link to my oldest uncle and my brother. Then I contacted the seller for approximate dates of the photo. My uncle said the dates satisfied him that it was probably my father. I bid on it and for a few dollars i now have possession of it. I took the picture to my family reunion and everyone is almost sure it is a picture of my daddy.

Daddy was a trick rider, a bull rider, a cross country jumper and a jockey for a very short time. He wanted me to be a jockey, but that never happened.

Enola, I'm glad you joined this thread, I think this thread brings out the true you! Your father seems to be a one of a kind!