At the beginning of 1993, my friend Trisha and I both had horse related jobs that wintered in Florida. I was staying in Jacksonville for a couple pre-circuit shows when I noticed there were four full days between the end of the first show and the beginning of the second. That was more than enough time for a short road trip, so I borrowed my boss's truck...and headed south to Palm Bay.
Trish and I hadn't seen each other since I'd moved from Colorado to Tennessee in 1991 so we had lots of catching up to do.
I especially enjoyed meeting her new dressage Arab, Zee...
and watching the two of them take lessons from Trisha's boss, the international dressage rider, Michael Poulin.
When she wasn't riding, Trish was really busy with stable work.
I tagged along and helped where I could, but this wasn't a barn that was particularly friendly to strangers.
Mostly I tried to stay out of everyone's way, which meant I spent a lot of time hanging out with the horses.
This was not a hardship.
So cute! Who needs people when there are pastures filled with foals?
Of course, you can't go to Florida and spend all your time at the barn. Trisha's apartment was just a couple miles away from the beach, so we went there, too.
Time flies when you're surrounded by friends and horses, and it seemed like this trip was over in the blink of an eye. Fortunately, I still had a lot of Florida circuit left to go, and the best was yet to come!