When I was younger, I started an equestrian bucket list. Thanks to movies like The Black Stallion, and Wild Hearts Can’t Be Broken, I had gradiose dreams of galloping wildly through and into water.
Now, I’m fairly sure diving horses is one of the cruelest things I’ve ever heard of, and even if it weren’t, you couldn’t pay me to try this. After all, these drops into water are exciting enough:
In High School I got to live out my dream of galloping down a beach. It probably wasn’t quite as beautiful and dramatic as younger-Britt imagined, since Mac was still a stallion and being an absolute brat, so I had to separate him from the group. When I could finally return, we cantered back a half mile stretch, which was fun and thrilling, but the cool factor was marred by constant stallion screaming. Oh well- I suppose these things never turn out quite as we expect!
These days, I think my dreams are at once smaller and yet still grandiose. My fantasy is to have that perfect ride around a Training level XC course, and have one of those fist pumping moments of joy as we cross the finish line.
I’m sure it’s a long way off, but one can dream, right?
What’s your equestrian fantasy? Have you lived it? What’s next on your horsey bucket list?