We gave kids we were very fond of pony rides on Salt (large pony) and Sassy (Paint). Always with a leadline and no bridle. DH put a very small child on Crackers’ (Hackney pony) back once. I was not thrilled. While Crackers had great ground manners, I had no idea what he would do with a kid on his back. Due to his size, no one rode him.
The day I went to try him and drove him in an arena, the owner’s barn guy had plopped my then ten year old kid on him after we unhooked the cart. He was leading them around. I had no idea if that was safe or not, but the owner never reacted at all, so maybe it was something they’d done before with no bad consequences. But we certainly didn’t do that, so I wasn’t thrilled when I found out Crackers had given a pony ride.
When my kid was still riding, she had her first boyfriend over and asked if they could ride. DH said yes; I was out with Crackers when this conversation took place. I was not happy when I saw this kid riding Sassy. He rode like a sack of potatoes. Poor Sassy. At least he was light–typical freshman in high school string bean.
This was during the time that Salt was actively trying to kill my kid. I couldn’t believe DH let them just go off together. At least our daughter had the discernment to see what a lousy rider the boyfriend was, and she kept them on our property. Luckily Salt wasn’t feeling evil that day, and he behaved.
She ended up breaking up with the kid shortly afterward. She made some comment about him riding like a sack of potatoes. I just laughed.
Rebecca