Bareback? You have got to be kidding me. Take my crop, take my reins, take it all but leave me my stirrups. The few times I rode as a kid, it was bareback and I have these (possibly glossy) memories of being she-who-is-one-with-the-horse. Now if my instructor has me ride without stirrups a couple times around the ring, I'm sliding all over the place. I swear to God, I am going to work on that just as soon as my flipping barn gets back in gear (holidays wreaking havoc with lesson schedule, blehhh.)
As to which saddle - English. The western saddle is just too huge, I feel like I'm riding a sofa (and I know what I'm talking about, I spent quality time pretending our couch was a horse when I was a kid).
As to which saddle - English. The western saddle is just too huge, I feel like I'm riding a sofa (and I know what I'm talking about, I spent quality time pretending our couch was a horse when I was a kid).
