Right Lead Equestrian Center

06/02/2026

"Circa 1926, somewhere across the rolling green fields of Yorkshire, a remarkable photograph was taken and quietly preserved inside the pages of The Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic News, a celebrated British publication that had been capturing the spirit of English sporting life since its founding in 1874. The image shows Princess Mary, the only daughter of King George V and Queen Mary, riding out with the Bramham Moor Hunt, looking entirely in her element, because she truly was. This was not a staged royal appearance or a reluctant public duty. This was a woman doing something she loved with her whole heart, on land that had become her home, alongside a husband who served as Master of the Bramham Moor Hounds from 1921 and shared her deep passion for equestrian life completely. Princess Mary had developed her extraordinary love of horses from the earliest years of her childhood, growing up at the Sandringham Estate in Norfolk, and that passion never dimmed for a single day of her life. What makes this particular photograph so quietly extraordinary is everything it does not show you. It does not show you that just four years earlier, in February of 1922, Princess Mary had taken part in one of the most historically significant royal weddings in centuries, becoming the first child of a reigning monarch to marry at Westminster Abbey in over six hundred years. Her wedding to Viscount Henry Lascelles was the very first royal wedding ever covered by Vogue magazine, which described her as 'a Fairy Princess with Youth, Beauty and Happiness as her "Circa 1926, somewhere across the rolling green fields of Yorkshire, a remarkable photograph was taken and quietly preserved inside the pages of The Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic News, a celebrated British publication that had been capturing the spirit of English sporting life since its founding in 1874. The image shows Princess Mary, the only daughter of King George V and Queen Mary, riding out with the Bramham Moor Hunt, looking entirely in her element, because she truly was. This was not a staged royal appearance or a reluctant public duty. This was a woman doing something she loved with her whole heart, on land that had become her home, alongside a husband who served as Master of the Bramham Moor Hounds from 1921 and shared her deep passion for equestrian life completely. Princess Mary had developed her extraordinary love of horses from the earliest years of her childhood, growing up at the Sandringham Estate in Norfolk, and that passion never dimmed for a single day of her life. What makes this particular photograph so quietly extraordinary is everything it does not show you. It does not show you that just four years earlier, in February of 1922, Princess Mary had taken part in one of the most historically significant royal weddings in centuries, becoming the first child of a reigning monarch to marry at Westminster Abbey in over six hundred years. Her wedding to Viscount Henry Lascelles was the very first royal wedding ever covered by Vogue magazine, which described her as 'a Fairy Princess with Youth, Beauty and Happiness as her attendants.' It does not show you that one of her bridesmaids that day was a young Lady Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon, who stood quietly in the photographs without anyone yet understanding that she would return to that same Abbey just over a year later as a bride herself, and would one day become Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother. It does not show you that Princess Mary had already raised over one hundred thousand pounds for British servicemen through her Christmas Gift Fund during the First World War, or that she was patron of over fifty organizations ranging from nursing charities to the Leeds Triennial Musical Festival. In this photograph she is simply a woman on horseback in Yorkshire, with the morning air around her and the fields she loved stretching out ahead, and somehow that simplicity makes her story even more extraordinary than any palace portrait ever could.' It does not show you that one of her bridesmaids that day was a young Lady Elizabeth Bowes-Lyon, who stood quietly in the photographs without anyone yet understanding that she would return to that same Abbey just over a year later as a bride herself, and would one day become Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother. It does not show you that Princess Mary had already raised over one hundred thousand pounds for British servicemen through her Christmas Gift Fund during the First World War, or that she was patron of over fifty organizations ranging from nursing charities to the Leeds Triennial Musical Festival. In this photograph she is simply a woman on horseback in Yorkshire, with the morning air around her and the fields she loved stretching out ahead, and somehow that simplicity makes her story even more extraordinary than any palace portrait ever could.m

06/01/2026

Pure evil

INVESTIGATION UNDERWAY
Barrel racing competitor accused of mistreating horses at competition being held at South Point Casino.

DETAILS: https://www.fox5vegas.com/2026/05/31/competitor-custody-alleged-horse-mistreatment-las-vegas-barrel-racing-event/

05/30/2026

With all the talk online these days about big tack shops closing I thought I would take the time to introduce myself & my woman owned small business. 🩷
I have been involved in the tack industry since I worked for Buckle Downs Ltd in high school.
While I spent some time working as an RN in an ER, once my children were born, I returned to leather work & slowly started making tack for others. It has evolved into a very successful full time business for myself with customers driving a lot of my decisions.
I strive to provide high end leather strap goods at reasonable prices & personal customer service. When you inquire with my company you will always deal with me. I don’t have any other employees. I know my inventory like the back of my hand, do all the ordering, billing, packing and sewing modifications. So you never have to worry that some little detail will be lost in translation to another individual. When you ask a question I am personally committed to helping get the best option & fit possible.
I do have limited items though. I focus on bridles & related straps goods (breastplates, neck straps, and martingales) & recently started carrying girths). I do have a few halters that I hand stitch names onto the noseband. I can do customization & modifications to the products before they ship, & while I can do completely custom pieces I do not take on those requests to allow myself as much time as possible to focus my energy on my customers & their needed modifications as well as the sidesaddles that I restore. (My biggest love).
I am an adult amateur whose horses live in her backyard, who works out of a shop on the property & very obviously does her own photos and social media. What you see is what you get 😁
I love my customers & strive to help them get the most for their money & make their horses as comfortable & beautiful as possible with well fitting tack.
Never hesitate to reach out & ask a question- the worst I can say is “not at this time”, but I promise if I think I can do it I will absolutely try.

Photo is a painting done by Gail Guirreri Maslyk of me riding my boy Blue at Upperville 2 years ago.

05/28/2026

May is mental health awareness month, and I think it's incredibly important to continue to shed light in the equestrian industry and toll it can take on your mental health. As professionals, we take on a million rolls, most of which were incredibly under prepared for. Business owner (how many of us went to business school and chose ponies instead) life coach, emotional support to clients, negotiator, mentor to working students, accountant, marketeer. These jobs come on top of the emotional gauntlet riding over grown chickens with 4 legs and a death wish.

On Monday? You're on a high, you're planning your show schedule, you've got a budget, you're committed to the gym, all eyes on the prize. On Tuesday, you're teaching lessons to pay for all of these adventures on your schedule. You're listening to your clients marital problems as she's sobbing after trotting a singular cross rail, you're helping your working student have a break through on their tricky horse they've put a lot of blood sweat and tears into. On Wednesday, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and you're sitting there with the vet putting down a 5 yr old with all the promise in the world because sometimes, there are design flaws. Sometimes no matter how much money is in the world, none of it is enough to fix *this*. All the other horses still have to get ridden. Get fed. The lessons still have to get taught. The bills still have to get paid. On Thursday? Your top horse with all those hopes and dreams quietly said, has a slightly large ankle. And suddenly, that schedule, that budget, morph into a very different schedule, a very different payee. And on Friday, we realize that all of our budgeting, and all of our planning, did rely on others paying a lot of money for a hobby. And sometimes they just, don't.

I've talked in the past about my own struggles with ADHD, but I think it's important to know that there are days where getting out of bed feels beyond me. That going to the barn and looking at an empty stall of a horse I'd dreamed of running around top courses with, is in someone else's barn so I can afford to try again with the next one. So that I can pat the vet bill on a horse no longer in this world. There are days where I have started from absolute scratch, and had to look myself in the eye, and know, there's an absolute high probability I never "make" it. And I have to decide all over again, if all the hard work, the heart ache, the disappointments, are worth the effort.

And on those days, you can find me spending a few more minutes brushing a horse's tail. A few pop tart wrappers in the garbage from extra treats that make me smile. Maybe on a particularly long fitness set.

Or maybe still in bed. Because it's ok to be sad sometimes. It's ok to mourn the loss of horses, clients, goals, dreams, money, effort, time. And it's ok to admit that those pressures are hard. And it's ok to get help for all of that. It's ok to go to therapy. It's ok to be on medication. It's ok to address your anxiety.

Let's break the stigma that if you just work harder and put your head down, and don't complain , that's how you get ahead. Let's break the stigma that the highlight reels of social media are the whole story. Let's break the stigma that getting to 5*/GP/the Olympics, is going to make you happy.

Only you can make you happy. And it's ok to get help to find your happy again: and it's ok if horses aren't it.

05/22/2026

The Countries with the Most Horses in the World.

05/20/2026