22/09/2026
15 months ago I had an accident with Vinta.
It was not wildly dramatic, but I did hurt my arm quite badly.
Riding was still new for Vinta. I had prepared her for riding slowly, gently and calmly over a long period of time.
I had sat on her about 25 times or so on the day the accident happened.
It was a bit windy that day and my gut told me to not get on her, as Vinta is an extremely sensitive horse, who spooks easily.
But I did it anyway.
She spooked suddenly and ran in panic, I fell off and she continued running with the saddle sitting half down her side.
I got a hold of her and calmed her down.
Afterwards I thought that we just needed a little time to calmly find our way back to riding. But I was wrong.
The experience had had a much bigger impact on Vinta than I realized.
I have had to take a very big step backwards and reconsider what I’m doing with Vinta.
I am not going to force her to be ridden.
If she is not happy with it, then I am not happy with it either.
The days of forcing horses to do things only to satisfy my needs and wishes are long past for me.
I have chosen a different path.
A path that sometimes comes with sacrifices and loss.
But a path that allows me to look myself in the eye and know I’m doing right by another creature that I claim to love.
Will I ride Vinta again?
I hope so. I hope we can find the way together and that riding can become one of the activities we do together.
If not, it changes nothing about my love for this amazing, clever, beautiful, sensitive, wild spirited soul.❤️