Ok, ..so I am no stranger to a rearing horse! (Just ignore the over bleached white hair!!) This boy just about unnerved me. You see, I chose to work with a very young green horse at a time in my life when the last thing I needed was to try and concentrate on another project of any kind. We just found out that Don was ill...and well, I could not concentrate ...and this horse got the better of me. He did not hurt me...I just did not have the stamina and fight to handle situations like this. The last time I rode him..I ended up sitting in the sand arena at my trainers farm and crying...crying over the horse, crying over Don's diagnosis...or maybe just crying to relieve my own stress. Who knows.
I realized that I needed to shelf this horse until my inner girl was stronger...and that is just what I did. Not every rearing horse is being bad though. Look at these prime examples of controlled movement and BEAUTY!
Notice the hawk!!!
Okay..so this one nauseates me a bit!...snicker snicker