I basically grew up at this barn when we moved here 20 years ago. Okay just typing that makes me feel old. I rode in my first show, got bucked off, rode lots of rotten ponies, met my best pony, jumped my first jump and cleaned a million stalls.
Unfortunately, management went downhill and money was short. We left during the management issues and I have not looked back preferring to remember better times. Those memories are priceless even if we have moved onto, literally, greener fields.
So here's to a barn that was a big part of my life and my riding. It was small but mighty and looking back, provided me with some quality training.
|Barry and I, 1999 In one of the arenas, used as warm up during shows|
|Another view of above arena|
|The Show ring, with ugly pink trailers I did so much homework in.|
|Cross country, Whoo Hoo|
|Me and my partner in crime out on the great trails the barn was connected to.|
|Just inside these doors is where Barry and Sherman's stalls were.|
|The barn is "T" shaped, this area was where trailers were parked|
|The show side of the barn, show arena to the left and waiting area to the right. I do miss the arena lights.|