tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post291245363572601888..comments2024-03-26T05:15:39.663-07:00Comments on Equestrian Ink: Cowboy CountryJami Davenporthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05259390150273030284noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-27491044007665333462011-03-07T22:21:14.088-08:002011-03-07T22:21:14.088-08:00Nice blog with photographs. I like the ride in tha...Nice blog with photographs. I like the ride in that area. cool information.Seymourhttp://www.seymourdabull.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-73217656581986077802010-09-28T18:47:06.554-07:002010-09-28T18:47:06.554-07:00I'm so glad all of you enjoyed this post. I se...I'm so glad all of you enjoyed this post. I sent the link to each of my friends pictured here. We're still great friends, even though we may not see each other too often. When you spend 12 years of public school and 4 years of college together, you have a bond which lasts forever.Jami Davenporthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05259390150273030284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-87365193474830664442010-09-26T12:48:50.877-07:002010-09-26T12:48:50.877-07:00Maybe 'ridin' wild' is what makes us h...Maybe 'ridin' wild' is what makes us horse lovers today. It seems we all have similar growing up experiences no matter what area we lived. I can remember cantering my pony and later my horse down paths and through abandoned fields, too, with friends or alone. No one worried about groundhog holes or getting dumped (routinely.) My daughter didn't have the same spirit of adventure or daring and soon chose soccer over riding. So thanks Jami, for the trip to my own long ago riding days.Alisonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-14345038546068357982010-09-25T18:39:26.707-07:002010-09-25T18:39:26.707-07:00Thanks, Jami, for your memories and your pictures....Thanks, Jami, for your memories and your pictures. I grew up in California, in a time and place where I could still take off with my horse and be gone all day. And I did, and the adventures we had remain a part of who I am today. It is sad to see the places you remember now fenced off, so I can definitely relate. <br /><br />There is still a lot of wide open space in the west, and lots of open land to ride on. You just have to go a little further, and look a little harder for it. And on a horse is one way to do that. Thanks so much for your post.Linda Bensonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17948970237555890150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-81390267025947691912010-09-25T14:03:14.605-07:002010-09-25T14:03:14.605-07:00What a wonderful story, well told. It must have be...What a wonderful story, well told. It must have been incredible to have such a great group to ride with in those days. I was the only person with a horse when I was younger, I think it would have been a very different experience if a few of my friends rode.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13104422629934443842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-19774557039423041582010-09-25T13:58:47.298-07:002010-09-25T13:58:47.298-07:00I grew up in a rural area in the mountains of Colo...I grew up in a rural area in the mountains of Colorado that was just being discovered when I was young. We would literally take to the hills daily on our horses. We climbed mountains, and raced along an old rail bed that followed the creek below town (they have great footing and they're fast), among other rides. I doubt any of these places are open to horse back riding any longer. Where the land isn't developed, there are locked gates. I too am blessed to have grown up riding where I did.<br />Wonderful pictures. They take me back.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04986249712144982103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-60615500232411428132010-09-25T13:55:48.182-07:002010-09-25T13:55:48.182-07:00Laura, No offense meant to Californians. But becau...Laura, No offense meant to Californians. But because their property values were so much higher than Washington's at one time, they came in and drove the prices around here sky high making it hard for locals to buy property.<br /><br />We all came from somewhere else at one time or another. ;)Jami Davenporthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05259390150273030284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-6218189845416400722010-09-25T13:34:18.715-07:002010-09-25T13:34:18.715-07:00Jami--I loved this post. Your childhood reminds me...Jami--I loved this post. Your childhood reminds me a little of mine, as I grew up riding my uncle's horses out at the family ranch (along with my cousins)--the ranch dated from the 1800's and was quite "colorful". I know just what you mean about wandering around having adventures on horseback and how magical it is.<br /><br />But hey--ouch! I'm a fourth generation "Californian" and I deeply resent the folks who've built so many psuedo-mansions in my area, closing off many of the local trails--though I don't know where all these people sprang from(!)Who are Californians supposed to villify?Laura Crumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15200878892304748308noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-31480225633023395212010-09-25T12:44:27.534-07:002010-09-25T12:44:27.534-07:00Jami, you were so incredibly lucky!!! That would h...Jami, you were so incredibly lucky!!! That would have been a paradise to me. Thanks so much for sharing your pictures. I tell ya kids just don't know what they're missing now. <br /><br />I did get to run wild, or ride wild from about twelve to eighteen. We had a pony first, then a half Arab filly, who, to me, was the best horse in the world. I still miss her. We had incredible times together even in my little limited area. But, at least, we had a couple of acres and there was some open land to ride on, and there were adventures to be had on the less traveled roads. Plus, I got to ride bareback. The best!Savanna Kougarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15698138048388102279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-89708081780067989952010-09-25T08:27:43.745-07:002010-09-25T08:27:43.745-07:00Oh how amazing! I love to ride and grew up in cor...Oh how amazing! I love to ride and grew up in corn country, Iowa, with horses. We had three out here in California. My mare got laminitis and had to be put down, our old guy died and my daughter sold her cutting horse - now we spend our summers in Montana on a cattle ranch and I'm getting a horse again! <br />I think your photos and your memories are great! Thanks for sharing!Julia Rachel Barretthttp://juliarachelbarrett.netnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-72859055438013451322010-09-25T08:20:51.056-07:002010-09-25T08:20:51.056-07:00Great post, Jami. I love being able to ride like t...Great post, Jami. I love being able to ride like that, but alas, yes, time and the spread of people take away the real frontier.<br /><br />SandySandy Sullivanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17943828577241346808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5037107797013641705.post-74324528981983888362010-09-25T08:12:58.869-07:002010-09-25T08:12:58.869-07:00What a great account, Jami. I really enjoyed readi...What a great account, Jami. I really enjoyed reading this. And how wonderful to see all your photos; your friends had amazing long hair!!!! There's something so beautiful and pure about "film" photos; images have a different atmosphere nowadays in digital format. I guess that's another thing we've lost over the years. Not that I'm complaining about the practicality of digital cameras, nor mobile phones, internet, etc. Still...reading your words made me a little nostalgic.<br /><br /> I'll have to dig through my old albums for photos of my childhood horsey moments so I can share them too. Thanks so much for sharing this.Francesca Prescotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08295915944350449468noreply@blogger.com