Some of you may have grown up riding horses, and others of you may have a terrible fear of horses (they are huge, after all).
Have you ever ridden a horse? If so, how many times? Way too many times to count (did you grow up with one?), or just a few times? If you’ve never ridden a horse before, would you ever want to or do you have no interest? Tell us in the comments after you vote!


Rode horses many times when I was a kid growing up in Idaho but it has been many years since I have ridden and don’t expect to ever ride again.
I owned 2 horses during the late 80’s early 90’s, a mare and her 4 month old colt. They were Quarter Horses, she was a great riding horse with a walking horse gait. I finished the raising of the colt and gentle broke him to ride, the first time I mounted up there was no bucking, running, or any of the stuff you see in the movies. He just walked around with me on his back, proof you don’t have to scare the horse to break it to ride. I sold them both by 1999 as I was preparing for retirement.
Once in 1970 and never again, as the horse went up, I was coming down and it hurt my anatomy. Over an hour of agony.
We had a horse when I was growing up. In my neighborhood out in the country, this was the thing kids did on a Saturday morning was go ride horses together. One piece of advice if you want to own a horse: never, ever tie a horse (even for a few seconds) to a trampoline, unless you are wanting to get rid of both. LOL!
Back in the mid 70’s and early 80’s I showed American Quarterhorse on a regular basis. I owned three at one point. Daily riding was a norm especially during an active show season. I was fortunate to have very good horses and won my fair share of competitions.
With a daughter who’s first word was “pony” it was inevitable that we own horses. Subsequently I rode with her on the trails. We camped with the horses and she showed all over Michigan to many First places and championships. I was top groomer for her.
I rode a horse in the Boy Scouts back in the 60s. I actually was wearing sandals and the horse stepped on my foot, ouch! Then in the 90s, my wife and I rode horses around the Dunloe Gap in Ireland. She was angry because they made her wear a helmet and I didn’t have to, not sure why, but it was a great tour.
For a while I was a rodeo cowboy. But that all ended when I ran out of quarters.
😆 Thanks, Kurt. Have a great day! 😀 –Diane
I have two horse experiences, both bad. Runaway horse with ME hanging on for dear life. NEVER AGAIN! As a takeoff on a WC Fields comment on women and elephants, “I like to look at them, but I wouldn’t want to own one”.
Owned 2 horses in Wyoming before bringing them to wisconsin. Rode many times in mountains which were our front yard.
I love horses. Rode as a young person. Wish I was still riding. Many, many good memories
Totally agree with all four sentences! Spent two weeks at a Girl Scouts Camp with horses, talk about some great memories!
It has been a few years since we last rode, but we usually take a trail ride when we vacation. I find riding a horse extremely restful and peaceful, not at a full gallop of course, but wandering over fields and through woods on trails.
My wife and I breed and raised quarter horses for several years. I have had many wild rides breaking them in and too many to count pleasure rides. We really enjoyed horses and at times miss them, but we are older now and break to easier.
My wife and I have ridden a lot. While I never owned one, most of my farm friends, while growing up, had horses to spare and we rode the hills and valleys constantly.
My wife’s family owned over a dozen (before I knew her). She even had a severe leg injury splitting her femur completely length-wise when a horse she was breaking reared up and over backwards landing on her. Didn’t diminish her love of horses.
Next to dogs, horses are our favorites. If you are a horse fan, take the 7am stable tour at Churchill Downs. Most likely you’ll get a private tour, like we did, at that hour! Part of it is watching the early morning workouts. Pure peace of mind is the only way I can describe the experience.
I tried riding a horse once, but it convinced me that I should never try riding something that is smarter than I aml
We had pleasure horses for 30+ years. Loved them like our kids. Still miss the Horseman experience.
Used to ride all the time over the summers when I was a kid at summer camp, but haven’t since the early 80’s.
In the 50’s as a Boy Scout, I spent a week camping on horseback at Camp Wilderness in Mn. We camped each nite by a lake and then ended the week in Itaska State Park and Ca,mp wilderness. I did this for two years. Also earned the “horsemanship merit badge”. Great memories. Have only ridden a couple times since those times.
In the 80’s or early 90’s, we Rv’d went to Medora, ND which has or had a horse ranch for riding in the ND Badlands. I wanted to make that a family affair – however my wife is afraid of a little mouse – so you can imagine her and a horse! No, we never did have a family ride out! But alas time and my back and legs would never allow riding again……
My dad rode, and played, in the US 101st. cavalry band, the last mounted band in the US military (unless a cavalry band has been reinstated in the last decade or so) so I was introduced to riding as a kid. We rode a lot then, but gradually decreased as life evolved. Last ride was a trail ride in Glacier NP 6 years ago. Good memories but pushing 80 and probably not likely again.
Cool, and interesting. Thanks, Jack and Jean. Take care. 😀 –Diane
A few times when I was a youngun, about 53 years ago.
Have ridden horses but mostly drove either a single horse in a cart or a team in a wagon. For many years we raised and showed Belgian draft horses. Retired from that life now due to age and lack of help. But the reason we have a class A motor home is so we can travel to shows with friends who have a Belgian hitch.
Had a horse growing up. Shiloh 16.2 hand thoroughbred. Great horse won many ribbons at fairs. Often think about the days in the saddle with Major Arrse Burn. Wouldn’t trade those days for anything. My escape as a teenager.
Sorry, Skip. I had to change the spelling of your horse’s name (added an extra r), otherwise the filter bleeped it. Sounds like, in spite of the name, it was a wonderful pal to have as you were growing up. Have a good night. 😀 –Diane
Grew up on a ranch. Worked as a dude wrangler in Yellowstone park at Mammoth Hot Springs while in college. Funny stories from that experience. At daughter’s hobby ranch where we stay summer months we still get to enjoy horse company. 9 paints. Come and stay a couple of days!
My horse story: Went on a guided ride with my granddaughter and several strangers. Turns out the ride was long and went up and down several very steep stretches. The first several times as we started to go downhill the guide turned toward us in his saddle and instructed us to lean far back to make it easier on our horses. As I recall it, leaning far back did not make it any less frightening as we could hear the horses’ hooves slipping and sliding on the rocks.
In any case, after several of these reminders the next time we started on a steep downhill stretch he turned in our direction and this time he asked us what we are supposed to do when going downhill to which I quickly and perhaps too loudly responded “PRAY”. He was not amused but some of the strangers were.
That’s too funny! Thanks, Larry. Have a good night. 😀 –Diane
Grew up with horses on ranch/feed lot, had a quarter horse in 4-H when much younger. When about 12 was learning to rope, Dad put a couple of steers in a large corral and I had a break a way rope. Steer ran towards fence and went left, horse went left unfortunately I went right. Horse was named Little Brown Jug, next thing I knew Jug was standing over me with a look that said I did my job all you had to do was hang on. I never was any good working cattle with a horse, switched to a trail bike when I turned 14.
Great story, and great memories for you, Gary. Thanks! Have a good night. 😀 –Diane
Helped with a roundup of a few cattle in remote Utah.
Bucked off head over heels and landed on my back.
Always scared of those big animals altho years later, daughter was a 4-H horsemanship instructor.