Sometimes I think that to my 12 year old self, this place is paradise! So many beautiful horses everywhere. I would have done anything to have this when I was 12-13 years old. Here is a photo of Erik, my favorite horse here. I started riding him in January and rode him a lot on and off. He is a wonderful horse for a polo novice. I also started taking him out on trail rides to change it up a little bit.
Erik came here as a loan and nobody really knew his name, so I decided to name him Erik, after Erik the Red. Unfortunately he is hurt right now, but I go visit him in the field every day and he comes over like a little dog to be petted. He spots me from far away and starts coming towards the fence. My inner 12 year old is oh so happy!