I will remember, forever, the first time I saw someone ride
aside, sidesaddle. She was a beautiful blonde, on an even more beautiful
saddlebred. I remember instantly wanting to learn how to ride side saddle. At
the time I was deep in the jumper circuit. I traveled every weekend to shows; I
even had dreams of competing in the Olympics.
I was 15 then, seven years have passed since then, and now I
am finding myself wanting to finally learn how to ride aside. My interest in
the jumper ring has begun to wane, I find myself bored in the show ring. I don’t
get the rush I used to from hurtling over six foot high jumps, the rush may have been replaced by fear. Sure I could go
back to riding hunters or even western pleasure, but I know why I choose to leave those show
circuits and I have no intention of going back.
So in a couple of weeks, once the craziness around here
settles down, I will be taking my first sidesaddle lesson. I’m really excited
and I hope that this becomes a life long passion of mine! I can already hear
Sweet Cheeks complaining about having to learn a new discipline. He’ll get over
it!
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