As Judy held the bucket, she watched the horse shake
its head from side to side, throwing the chaff off that was tickling its nose. Horses
and riding had been a passion for her as long as she could remember. In her
teens, she borrowed a horse to compete in the local Camperdown Country Show,
but when she left home to do her nurse training there hadn't been any time or
place to ride. Then her kids were born and she didn’t have the time nor the
freedom to do as she pleased.
Occasionally
as the kids got older, she’d take them to a country rodeo. They never really
shared her passion. Where she saw the musculature beauty of a finely tuned
horse, they saw blowflies. Where she smelled the sweet scent of saddles warmed
by horse’s sweat, they smelled horse dung and damp hay. She could feel the
energy in the air as beast fought to dismount man. But all the children heard
was the course language, the yelling and the cheering. They couldn’t see over the jostling crowds of
spectators.
Judy met
Jenny through work. Like Judy she as an Occupation Health & Safety nurse, and
also a single working mum with an interest in horses. But Jenny had a benefactor who supported her interest and she spent her weekends at her
benefactor’s farm, often inviting Judy to join her so that they could train and
ride the horses together.
Ironically
it was Judy’s eldest child that truly rekindled her passion for horses and paved
the way for new possibilities. Sandra had enrolled herself in a cross-country
riding course with the “Council of Adult Education” in 1981 but had to
relinquish her participation halfway through after being thrown from the
stallion she had been riding. With Sandra recuperating and unable to ride, Judy
stepped into the breach.
The weekly ride
was through the natural untamed beauty of the Strzelecki Ranges on unmade roads
and through the bush. It was fast and furious both up and down the hillside.
It was stuff that had made the movie “Man from Snowy River” famous. Scenes of
mountain ponies galloping down steep ravines, riders leaning back in their
saddles their backs almost touching the horse’s rump as their legs stretched forward
stiffly in the stirrups to balance.
Judy was exhilarated.
The course finished but Judy had rekindled a passion that she had almost forgotten.
Inspired, she returned to the horse farm and negotiated to buy the horse she
had ridden. As her children began to have their own families Judy became
preoccupied with her new hobby, working fulltime during the week and spending
her weekends riding. She joined the local horse-riding club and began training
in dressage, winning her first trophy in 1984 for ‘most improved’.
Dressage
seemed so confining after her experience in the Strzeleckis. Meg, her new horse,
was not really well adapted for such rigor. Meg was a bit too stiff and not
able to lead on the inside leg as required by this style of riding. It was then
that Judy met Gay. Gay offered her the use of her own big handsome trotter “Santa”.
Judy began riding with Gay and eventually sold Meg and purchased Santa from
her. Together Gay and Judy joined a new riding club “Harkaway Riding Club” that
focused on bush and navigational riding. Some rides took all day, others
required camping for several nights. In 1993, Judy won her second trophy, for dressage,
a very proud moment.
“I was the first lady rider to win the Cattleman s cup, so they had to change the title to Cattlepersons cup after that”
What a wonderful story about reviving a youthful passion! I love the notion of a trophy for "Most Improved". I have friends, nearly all women, who have retained a love of horses and riding even though they don't live in very rural areas. Two were nurses too. I can understand how a horse's calm nature inspire people who work in health care.
ReplyDeleteYes, horses represent a real escape from the drugery of the everyday
DeleteGreat story. Love the photo of the rider on the horse at the beach.
ReplyDeleteAn action shot is always good and they're not something that I'm particularly good at capturing. I love this photo as well
DeleteWhat an achievement! You gave us a great story that involved trophies and matched so well the photo, prompt.
ReplyDeleteThanks
DeleteGreat story. Good to have it saved now.
ReplyDeleteThanks, the prompt help me to recognise I had a good story, I think we sometime overlook the stories we have in favour of the more exotic but to future generations I suppose this will be exotic.
DeleteMy youngest sister loves horses. She has owned two. One could no longer be ridden and she sold him. Her beloved Starbucks died last year of a hoof infection that defied treatment and is on the lookout for a new horse. She has competed in various contests and has a few trophies. I hope she finds another horse she can love and work well with soon.
ReplyDeleteHOw heart breaking to loose a horse like that, I hope she finds a new one soon.
DeleteA wonderful story. So pleasing that Judy’s early passion was reignited.
ReplyDeleteI have to add how I love the joyful exuberance on Judy’s face when she’s riding at the beach.
ReplyDeleteIt's one of favourite photos it's not often that you can such emotion in a single photo
DeleteWhen I saw the prompt, I immediately thought about all my younger daughter's softball trophies. I totally forgot that my older daughter has a slew of trophies and ribbons from her horse shows. Your photos and stories have brought back lots of fun memories of those days at her horse shows.
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