It's been a long time since I've ridden a horse. I actually only ever rode one horse, that wasn't at some sort of carnival or festival or something. You know, the ones attached to a bunch of chains and stuff so they can only go around in circles.
For my tenth birthday, my mom, her mom, and my uncle decided to surprise me. I spent days guessing what I might get to do. I wasn't going to get a party and I didn't really want one since I didn't have many friends to invite or anything to do. But they kept saying that something awesome was going to happen.
I don't remember all of my guesses but I do remember that my mom and I were in the car when I spent most of my time guessing. I really had nothing to go on, no hints or anything. We were driving past a pasture with four horses in it so I finally guessed, "Horseback riding?" and my mom got really quiet. That was when I started to freak out and asked if she was really going to let me ride horses or if she was just joking. All she told me was, "Wear jeans to school and make sure you act surprised."
My birthday was on a school day but I was called out of class before the day was over so that the four of us could go down to the horse rescue place. They rescued horses that were abused or lost or abandoned but they wouldn't sell them. Instead, they would have the tamer ones be ridden. I assume the wild horses were there to be tamed down but I really don't know.
It felt like the longest drive ever and when we finally got there, I was so excited that I couldn't really act surprised. I'm pretty sure my uncle and grandma knew that my mom told me because I remember them giving her these weird looks like, "Really? Did you really tell her?"
I had to be fitted for a riding hat and my mom and grandma left. They said that if they were there, my grandma would end up broken (she once managed to fall off a cliff in Hawaii and then fall over from standing still the next day, which resulted in a broken elbow) and I would rely on my mom for bravery to ride the horse (which I still don't think is true because I was super excited).
They went over the rules and I got on my horse. One was named Trinity and I think the other was named Star. I don't remember which one I had or which one my uncle had, but I got to pick and I picked the prettier horse who seemed to like me.
I got to pick whether I wanted to be out in the pasture or out on the woods, so I picked the woods. We went on a ride that lasted about an hour. Through the woods, through a river which my horse did not like at all, up hills, down hills, over logs. We also had to cross a road going to and from. The only times at all my horse stopped was in the middle of the road.
A couple times, the horse tried to start trotting or galloping and she had not tried to throw me off so I let her. Which resulted in our guide and my uncle yelling at me that I didn't have proper training to ride a horse and that my mom would kill them both if anything happened to me.
After that, the four of us met back up again and we had pizza for dinner. I don't remember a lot of the details of that day but I do remember that it was probably the best birthday that I ever had.
P.S. Yes, Wolfy, I did write all of this in like five minutes. And thank you for the topic suggestion.