Dayo… my leap of faith :)

Meet Dayo (“Joy Arrives”). Formerly Ebony / Home By Dark, she is an eight year old OTTB, one of three mare whose owners have fallen on hard times. For three years, I’ve looked and looked at horses, donated money to rescues. Of course, I have Chaos <3. Who knows why one horse speaks to you, or why your soul suddenly says: “Enough. It’s time to take that leap of faith, and be the difference.”
Stay tuned for stories as we get to know each other; for photos as she fills out, and becomes the awesome mare she is going to be!

Who Says Ponies Can’t Jump?

It’s 1968. It’s the Olympics, individual show jumping class. U.S. rider Bill Steinkraus and Snowbound take the gold. British equestrienne Marion Coakes and Stroller take silver, jumping one of only two clear rounds over a course that was described as the biggest course in show jumping history.

Marion Coakes is about 21 years of age. Stroller is about 18 years old. And, at 14.1 hands, he is a pony.

Stroller was born in 1950, a bay Conemara pony / thoroughbred cross. He was owned and ridden by Marion Coakes, who successfully convinced her father not to sell Stroller when she turned 16 and was ready to “graduate” to horses. Coakes and Stroller were formidable competitors, winning 61 international competitions.

At 20, Stroller won the 1970 Hamburg Derby. Coakes said, “When we sailed over the last fence, having completed the only clear round of the day, the crowd of 25,000 went crazy. It was one of the most exciting moments of my life. We had completed the 50th clear round ever achieved on the course — and it was the first by a woman rider.”  And by a pony.

Stroller is living proof that it is not the size of your body, but the size of your heart and spirit that make you a champion.

Who says ponies can’t jump?

Air Amateur – your Tuesday smile

There is no better way to start the week than with a smile. This will resonate with everyone who has ever found themselves suddenly without a horse underneath!

I would confess, I’ve booked many a flight on this airline, and in spite of the fact the descents are desperately quick, the landings abrupt and often painful, and the airline highly unsympathetic (and often surprised), I keep going back.

Here’s hoping your ride today is on friendly skies!