I'm a retired horse show parent. That's like a soccer mom, but with heavier equipment and a horse trailer. For many years, May through September meant weekends filled with trailering horses, schlepping saddles, bridles, and buckets from truck to barn, helping tack and untack, and doing it all in reverse when it was time to leave. For some, horse shows are a serious business. For us, they were mostly fun. You cheered your friends, tried events just for the fun of it, and if it was a very good day, you left with a few pretty reminders of how much fun you can have on a horse.
I'm a retired horse show parent. That's like a soccer mom, but with heavier equipment and a horse trailer. For many years, May through September meant weekends filled with trailering horses, schlepping saddles, bridles, and buckets from truck to barn, helping tack and untack, and doing it all in reverse when it was time to leave. For some, horse shows are a serious business. For us, they were mostly fun. You cheered your friends, tried events just for the fun of it, and if it was a very good day, you left with a few pretty reminders of how much fun you can have on a horse.
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