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Newborn Member
Join Date: Oct 2007
Posts: 9
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New from California
Hello everyone,
My name is Danielle and I'm a new member on Horsetopia. I live in San Mateo, California, I'm 23 years old, and have one horse, Dallas. Dallas is a 19 year old Quarter Horse (not registered) and I board him at Blue Moon Riding School in Half Moon Bay. Although Dallas is my first horse, I've been riding for 15 years. From elementary school to high school, I rode hunters and was a working student with Ruthanna Bridges in Orange County, CA. I never had the money to get my own horse, but I loved riding. In high school, I showed on the local B/C circuit and did quite well for someone who was always on a lesson horse and didn't have the latest fashions for junior hunters. During the summer, I attended Camp Scherman, a Girl Scout camp in Idyllwild, CA, where I participated in the horseback riding program. In my final year as a camper, in the summer of 2000, I met Dallas. He and 29 of his friends were rented out to the camp every summer. Dallas was assigned to me to be "my" horse for the two-week-long camp session and it was love ever-after. I spent the summers of 2001 and 2002 working at Camp Scherman as a member of the riding staff. Dallas was my staff horse, meaning that I rode him on all the trails and that he was not used for campers. Those summers were the best times of my life. Sadly, the "real world" intervened (i.e. I needed to have internships that would improve my resume and the balance in my checking account more than a Girl Scout counselor position) and I was unable to return to camp in 2003 and 2004. In 2005, I was hired as the director of the summer riding programs for Camp Scherman, but I unfortunately had to leave the position halfway through the summer due to family problems. And that's where the story would typically end. Throughout college and in my first two years here in the Bay Area, I missed horses desperately. For a while in spring 2006 I volunteered as a two-times-a-week exercise rider for a little-handled, spooky young Arab named Fiasco. Well, as you might expect, that situation turned into a fiasco - one afternoon in May I was found sitting on the hillside, muttering incoherently, as Fiasco grazed unpertubed beside me. I don't know what happened that day - I never remembered - but I'm sure I wasn't riding. My best guess is that I took him up on the hillside for a walk, he spooked big-time into me, and I fell and hit my head and ended up with a grade III+ concussion. I'm the type of equestrian who never, ever rides without a helmet and that day not only did I not have a helmet on, but I wasn't wearing pants and Fiasco wore neither a saddle nor a bridle. I didn't trust this horse enough to ride him on a trail *with* a saddle, never mind bareback. The accident and the getting-old-fast two hour long bus rides to the stables ended my time with Fiasco. (Side note: one of the weirdest moments in my life happened the next day when I looked through all the notes I had taken during lecture the day before and couldn't remember hearing a single bit of the information, nor writing it down.) In January 2007, I decided that I could finally afford to start taking lessons again. I found Cheryl Maloney of Blue Moon Riding School through a recommendation in response to a post I made on craigslist and started riding weekly in the spring. In May, I started a new job, one that provided a salary with which I could justify owning a horse. I was thrilled! Finally I would be able to have my own horse! It had been my wish since I was a little girl - every wish on a star, every wish on a candle, had been "Please let me have my own horse". I felt so lucky and dreamed of what my horse might be like. I figured I should buy a younger "hunter prospect" - you know, your typical 5-9 year old TB or warmblood in active training who hasn't quite figured out flying changes but is scopey and fun - a horse that I could enjoy for many years with lots of jumping. I didn't plan to show, but didn't rule it out either. I figured I could afford about $5K, realizing that I wouldn't be able to get the best horse for me (the Bay Area market for such horses is extremely inflated - they go for $10-15K. A similarly trained dressage prospect? $30-40K.), but that I would still be able to get something with a lot of potential. Then one night I dreamed about Dallas. Aha! I spent the next few days very confused and rather sad. Should I see if the owners would be willing to sell me my old friend? Should I give up on the kind of horse I "should" buy? I weighed the pros and cons - Dallas would certainly be cheaper, but how old was he getting to be? Dallas would be fun and I could trust him as much as I could ever trust any horse, but would I be able to ever jump him? I could take Dallas on trails, but how much training would he need to be able to go from ranch-broke/never-ridden-in-anything-but--a-curb/neck-reined/Western rental horse to a balanced, supple athlete that could participate in my regular lessons? I decided to at least call the owners and see if they might be willing to sell him and, if so, for how much. They were willing to sell and the price was reasonable for southern California. I decided to go down and visit Dallas to see what kind of condition he was in. It was bad. He scored maybe 2.5 on a condition scale. He was super-skinny, ribs and hips protruding, more sway-backed than I remembered. All of his beautiful Quarter Horse chest, shoulder, and hip muscle was gone. What happened?, I asked. Well, he (and the other summer rental horses) spent the other nine months of the year on 1500 acres of dry pasture. It didn't rain very much during the winter and he hadn't gotten enough food. It was lucky I asked to see him, I was told, another couple months and he might have been "too far gone". Long story short, eight weeks later Dallas arrived in Half Moon Bay on August 5th. The pictures below were taken a few days after his arrival. His condition had drastically improved since I saw him in June; I basically had the owners put him in a small paddock and give him constant access to hay. He's of course doing much better now than what he looks like in these pictures and I'll hopefully have a chance to post more recent pictures soon. I'm so happy with my decision to buy Dallas. I don't believe in things like "he came to me in my dreams", I think I was just thinking a lot about horses and my brain hit upon the random connection, but I'm still very glad I did dream about him that day last spring. I'm so happy to be able to provide him with the nice life he's never had. He now gets vaccinated (first time in his life), gets regular farrier care (instead of twice a year - once before camp to put shoes on and once after camp to take them off), gets his teeth floated (another first time thing), gets a joint supplement, and gets special time with me almost every day. His re-training is coming along well: he's adapted to a loose-ring snaffle, gotten used to me posting while he trots (he was way confused by that for a while Anyways, that's my story. I hope to learn more about you and your horse(s) in future discussions on this board. Happy riding! Danielle ![]() ![]() Last edited by dlgilbert4 : 11-05-2007 at 07:11 PM. |
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