January 23, 2014
Here is a real throw back. This is my first real riding lesson ever. I was about 6 or 7, I think. To date myself, I suppose this would be 1984 or 1985.
My dad took me to Mrs. Gibson’s Frederick Riding Academy. The pony was named Warrior and he was a perfect school master.
You might notice the tipped back hunt cap perched on my head with no chin strap and a lot of hair sticking out, which should continue to date this photo. I am also wearing snow boots, pleated jeans with a high waist and a tucked in Walkersville Elementary School t-shirt. Yep, my momma dressed me funny.
Little did my parents know, horses were not a phase.
Blue Ridge Pony 