Learning to Ride Later in Life- Bitless & Bareback!
Thinking of getting back in the saddle? No more excuses! Read this inspiring story from Bill Earl, who at 58 years old and having only been on a trail ride once in his life, not only got in the saddle, but bought a horse and learned to ride bareback and bitless!
by Bill Earl
Yesterday I read the articles below that Juliette Ober wrote for Equitrekking, Bit to Bitless Journey, A Return to Riding After 40 and Keeping My Horses Sound, Sane and Injury Free.
I identified with her statement...
"Without exception, I notice that the adult riders who have the most success and safe rides are the ones who are slow and quiet at haltering, leading, grooming, and tacking up. Often these are adults who did not ride as children or ones who spent years away from horses. They are the riders who are awe-struck that they are working with a horse. They do not take anything about riding for granted - including the time in the stall. They are meticulous and gentle and grateful. They linger."
The proud new owner of a horse and first horse owner in my family. Taken at Tyler Park Stables. (article author Bill Earl)
My Story of Getting into Horses
I started riding at age 58, seven years ago.
I started to notice a sign on a billboard at the end of the Danhower Bridge in Norristown, Pennsylvania. It read: "Horse Riding Lessons at Our Farm". I kept looking at that sign. I had been on a trail ride once, some 40 years prior, had always an interest in horses, so I thought, why not! Horseback riding is something that I always wanted to do.
Taking Riding Lessons
I took three lessons at Our Farm, 19 more lessons at Three Diamond Stables, in Collegeville and, as crazy as it seemed, before the end of two months of lessons had bought a quarter horse at Tyler Park Stables (right next to Tyler State Park ) some 30 miles away. I bought that horse, (his name was Keiko) because one of the boarders had seriously thought of buying him, and it seemed like the boarders (about 25 in all) were friendly and would help me get started, which they did.
Keiko was being used on the hack line as a lead horse and also was billed as the "horse we use for little kids.” Being new to riding and new to owning a horse, this is exactly what I needed. He was about 12 years old and Frank, the owner of the stables, had bought him at the New Holland auction. Not much was known about him.
Small three horse barn, closer to home. I was there often. The owner, Melody Boothe, was an accomplished endurance rider and owned the Arabian on the far left. Our horses were in such good shape. We rode for hours, 2 to 3 times a week with no problems. Keiko, on the far right, never wore a halter. I would bring him in from the field with the Dr. Cook's Bitless, clean him up, pop on the bareback pad and away we would go. About half of my 600 hours of the bitless and bareback rides were solo. I think that Keiko and I managed to provide some entertainment in Melody's neighborhood. We were together so often, with such regularity, that when we approached the intersection of Dreibelbis Road and Route 113, motorists would pull off to the side of the road to watch us race up through the field.
Keiko turned out to be the mentor I needed to teach me about the ways of the horse. We were the perfect match. Several times on the ride away from the barn and into Tyler Park, if I had the saddle adjusted incorrectly, Keiko would turn his head around and tap me on the foot with his nose, as if saying, "look, find out what is bothering me and fix the problem"–– which I did. He was very intelligent.
I rode every weekend. My skills increased rapidly and I found that Keiko would jog and lope, but not gallop. Then one day as I was getting Keiko ready for a trail ride, I noticed how sad he looked as I was putting the bit in his mouth. On one occasion, he actually tossed his head and threw the bit and bridle off into the air. I didn't discipline him. I just stood there looking at him trying to figure out what he was trying to tell me.
It was obvious, he just didn't want that piece of metal in his mouth. I thought: Maybe the bit, coupled with my beginner skills with the reigns was holding him back from a gallop. I was right. I fitted Keiko with a Dr. Cook's Bitless and it was like he had a new lease on life–– moving easily from the lope to the gallop.
And what a gallop he had. Keiko turned out to be one of the fastest horses at the barn.
The Next Challenge- Riding Keiko Bareback & Bonding
You might have guessed that even at 58 I was athletic and after just a few months had become a competent, confident rider. But, the gals on the hack line and the female boarders (many of whom rode bareback) were not about to let me be satisfied and "unchallenged".
Why not try riding bareback, they insisted. So, there I was, only four months into riding, now trying to master bareback riding. To add to the challenge, I was told that none of the gals who had tried to ride Keiko bareback could do so without getting bucked off.
So, one Saturday morning I jumped on Keiko bareback in the practice ring to see what would happen. He bucked the entire length of the ring. I stayed on and then he settled down. I thought, "there is a definite possibility that I could master bareback riding, but I knew it would be a big challenge". I also knew that we would both be more comfortable with a bareback pad.
As I was learning to bareback ride, I had to slide off Keiko on a regular basis, to give my legs a rest. Then, being the jogger that I was, I would then jog beside Keiko to a picnic table, to be able to jump back on.
I realize now that jogging beside Keiko had many benefits. I was the true leader of our "herd of two". I was getting exercise. Keiko was getting exercise. And, we developed a magical bond between us that is the stuff of dreams.
The barn owner's daughter, Briele, showing how to tack up Kieko. (A lot of equipment !? I sold the saddle, bit and bridle 6 months later... used a Dr.Cook's Bitless and a Best Friend Pad for about 5 years, then switched to a Comfort Plus pad. (Neither pad had stirrups.)
One time as I was trying out a new bareback pad, because the girth was made of fleece, the entire pad started to rotate. The trail was rocky and I was sure that in the next second I was going to hit the ground and an injury was a certainty. In the next instant, with unimaginable speed, Keiko dove under me and stopped my fall. I was absolutely stunned and immensely grateful. I gave him every treat I had in my pocket and walked beside him back to the barn. I told the gals at the barn what had happened. Their first comment: "My horse would have just left me fall and then run back to the barn".
It did take me about a year and a half before doing a flat out bareback gallop with Keiko. In typical style, on a solo ride, he just stopped.... turned his head and looked back at me, as if to say "are you ready"? Okay let's do it, I told him. That first bareback gallop was magic.
I always took good care of Keiko, but this past Easter, he was mistakenly turned out into a muddy field, pulled a stifle and had to be put down. It was traumatic.
I wanted to write this as a tribute and to thank Juliette Ober for writing those articles. I have forwarded them to some riders I know are still stuck on using bits and saddles. I now borrow and ride other horses, occasionally.