This November marks a strange but special milestone for me: I've now kept daily records of my riding for five continuous years.

At a swell place like GMHA you get breakfast, snacks, and lunch; at a smaller place like Huntington the organizer will make you a sandwich at her kitchen table! What's not to love?

WELL. Remember how I spent my first week in Aiken soaking up unending sunshine and glorious 70º days? Well now I'm stuck just remembering it too, because we've had nothing of the sort for the better part of the last week! The weather has turned decidedly poisonous, and it was even warmer up home ...

After venturing out across mountains, valleys, woods, and fields for Endurance Day yesterday, riders returned to the main rings at GMHA today for the conclusion of the 2010 SmartPak Equine/USEA Training Three Day Event with the show jumping. Rails proved costly and shuffled the final results of e...

Phew! I finally feel like I’m starting to get my feet back on the ground. First off, I’d like to apologize for not writing last week; I’ve been encountering changes, both positive and negative, faster than I could process them and felt completely overwhelmed and unable to articulate what was goin...

Last week when I was describing my progress with Kiki, I found myself talking in terms of peaks and valleys. Well, this past weekend at Three Day Ranch, even more than I ever could have imagined, I experienced peaks and valleys in both the literal and figurative sense. Not only did I spend what s...

As first events of the season go, I would have to say that Twin Rivers Horse Trials (on February 26-28) was a great one, for one very simple reason: it can only get better from here! Not only did I have pretty spotty results in the riding department, but Mother Nature also very decidedly did NOT ...

Well, it’s finally happened: all the tack is cleaned, the trailers are packed up, and the horses have been revived from winter mustang mode and are approximating show animals again. We’re heading off to our first horse trial of the year! As I’ve said before, it’s still so strange to me, as a New ...

It might all be different had I not had the window seat on the plane. I was 14 years old, and it was over spring break of my freshman year of high school. My mom was having a business conference out at a swanky resort in San Diego, and very graciously invited me to come along, and since I had nev...