Horse junkie Emmalia Robinson is 22 years old, works to ride, went to school to ride, eats to ride, sleeps to ride, and spends every single penny she has on her horses. She’s an eventer, turned dressage rider, turned jumper, turned back into a dressage rider (she would get along with HJU Blogger Stefanie Bates…).
Today, she shares the story of the mare who made her “that way”.
Behind Every Crazy Girl is the Horse that Made her that Way
Hi, everyone! I’m so excited to be able to share my experiences, thoughts, ups, and downs, in this crazy horse world with all of you.
I have been an avid equestrian my entire life and was fortunate enough to have a supportive family that allowed me to start riding at the young age of 5. I started out riding a friend’s horses in B.C. and didn’t really get started until we moved to Flesherton, Ontario. Once here I began taking lessons at Checkmate Equestrian Centre and for the next 9 years was formed into a risk-taking, adrenaline seeking eventer.
After a lifetime of pleading my parents broke down and bought me my very own horse. My own horse. Oh and what a horse she is…Dark bay with four white socks, a white stripe on her face, 16’1 hands of 4 year old muscle and attitude. I loved her from the very first day, and she well, she took some convincing to feel the same way about me. I was young, hard headed, and a bit terrified after a bad fall. She was self-assured, strong, beautiful, talented, and she knew it.
Puzzle is my 3/4 thoroughbred and 1/4 Clydesdale soulmate. I love her more than anything else in this entire world and on good days, when she trots up to me in the paddock, I know she feels the same way (especially if I have jelly beans in my pocket). Together we’ve done it all, she’s taken me to championships for Eventing as a 5 year old, provincials for Jumper classes in Trillium as a 9 year old, and is now putting up with my desire to be a proverbial Dressage Queen.
We’ve been together through everything, my parents divorce, my geeky high school years, my entrance into university, boyfriends, break-ups with boyfriends… everything. I don’t know what I would do with her and no matter what kind of day I’m having, she makes it better.
At 12 years old she is in her prime and after 8 years together, we have reached the point where almost every ride is amazing. She tries so hard every time I get on her and I’ve learned when to let her be right and when to try to get my point across (98% of the time she’s right). I couldn’t ask for more at any point in our relationship and she’s taught me so much about the strength a solid, trusting bond can have.
I look forward to sharing my blogs with you and am so excited to have this opportunity!
Until next time,