March 6, 2014
I took riding lessons for a few years before I got my first pony, Skippy. This is the only photo I have of him. That’s me on his back at my friend Emmy’s house. Her mom, Mary helped me tack up in lent tack. Skippy ended up being too much pony for me at the time and was returned shortly. A few years later he would have made a nice games pony.
Funny story. When we returned Skippy to my dad’s friend. He rode the pony up rt15 for at least 10 miles to Eylers horse auction to sell him. I bet he was dead quiet when he got there.
Blue Ridge Pony 