There were many good things about growing up in Tasmania. One of them was horse riding.
We’d travel 30 minutes from Hobart and would be in the country. And for about an hour or two we’d be out in the fresh air, learning how to ride. I think I was in grade four or five.
We stopped after a bit. I don’t know why.
I remember having a lot of fun. They’re beautiful animals.
Dad must have taken this photo. Mum never liked being behind the camera.
The memory is for Becky’s January #SquareUp
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17 responses to “Saddle and stirrups”
Wonderful photo, so proud of your accomplishments with the horse and duly so.
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Ha! I was so young I barely cantered! I remember having a great time though. Thank you so much Rebecca😁
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I loved horses at that same age. I went to a community horse camp and liked it very much. There was an old hand who led us on a trail ride. I remember he said, “you think you’re thirsty, imagine how your horse feels.” That really stuck with me.
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That’s a great shot of you. And what a lovely place to grow up. Do you miss it? 🙂 🙂
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Thank you Jo. It was. And I do a bit. It is a lovely part of the world 😁
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How old were you when you left, Aggie? 🙂
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I left after I finished University there. So my early/mid-twenties. I was only going to go to the mainland for a few years and return. But things didn’t work out that way.
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Life, hey! And a man 🙂 🙂
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Yes indeed! 😁
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You look ready to take on the world! Beautiful shot of you.
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Hehe. Thank you. I’ll let my father know 😁
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Oh, I love that photo of you!
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Thank you ☺️
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what a gorgeous shot of you
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Thank you Becky 🥰
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Horse riding is a great deal of fun. 😀
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It is! 😁
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