Created on Thursday, 18 September 2008 07:50
Last Updated on Thursday, 18 September 2008 07:50
By Gregory Viens
After an injury I lost the use of both of my legs from a slow degenerating knee injury. I also lost my almost 35-year-old Morgan horse in February of 2005. A year later, I lost my mother. There then followed two years of five total knee replacements that ended up taking an area of natural bone and replacing it with chromium plates and titanium in each leg.
I wanted to get back to my great love with horses. Being a pretty good rider before I lost my horse and knees, I've been in search of a good horse or access to one. I went to a small 4-H horse show in August at the Towne-Ayr Farm in Berlin. It was a very small, low-key event, but I got to see other horses, owners and riders from around the Washington County area.
Knowing that there was to be a local horse show down at Kenyon's field, I made an effort to go. I thought it was going to be a small, low-key event also. I was so surprised to see so many pickup trucks with horse trailers in tow. I parked my van and got out to see who was there. There were some riders I knew and many I didn't know. A lot of the riders were dressed, but on the non-formal side.
The fog burned off, the day warmed up fast and got hot whenever the sun came out of the clouds. Horses and their riders warmed up, especially the riders with black knee-high riding boots who probably wished they were wearing low boots instead.
The many riding classes were well planned. I wanted to be out there with the riders. I hadn't had a horse under me, even though I dearly needed the riding therapy. I enjoyed all those whom I met and talked to. One English lady rider wanted to give me a six-year-old young bay thoroughbred gelding race horse. I really wanted to take him home, but at the present time I cannot afford to take care of him. It broke my heart to say no.
The good feeling I got from being around so many good horses and equestrians broke my heart when I'm reminded of the many good times I had with my Morgan "Shiloh."
Whether you didn't win anything or were blue ribbon winners, you equestrians should all stand tall in your boots because you are all winners in my eyes. Thank you Mad River Riding & Driving Club for a great horse show.
Gregory Viens lives in North Fayston