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Sheriff Horsemanship Teaching lessons, training horses, and writing about the journey. Located in central CO.

“Just like a summer dream, once you’ve seen it, you’re the never the same. Ah this country, how it calls to me - its voi...
02/07/2025

“Just like a summer dream, once you’ve seen it, you’re the never the same. Ah this country, how it calls to me - its voice, it rings in my ear.”

“Part history, part sage, part mesquite.”
25/06/2025

“Part history, part sage, part mesquite.”

Always a blast riding and learning with TS MULES - Ty & Skye Evans Mulemanship Clinics! I love bringing the critters to ...
22/06/2025

Always a blast riding and learning with TS MULES - Ty & Skye Evans Mulemanship Clinics! I love bringing the critters to Gunnison and spending the weekend with mule people!

✨ sweet springtime at Sunnybrook Farm ✨
15/06/2025

✨ sweet springtime at Sunnybrook Farm ✨

08/06/2025

A lot happens on the left.

You may happen to notice a pretty single braid on some of our saddle horses here on the farm.

This braid brings a smile to my face. And deep gratitude to my heart.

It’s evidence of a kind and patient horse who is often chosen to teach young riders. You see that braid helps the young equestrian remember which side of their horse is the Left or near side.

When riding there is an army of things to remember and apply at just the right time. I find as an instructor if I can do something to simplify the intricate pile of information, timing and feel I will!

The left is the side we halter, lead, saddle, mount and often pass oncoming riders on here on the farm. The heavy use of the left or near side goes back to knights and their heavy draft horses. A knight would often wear a sord. And it would hang from their left side. Mounting from the left meant they didn’t have to lug a heavy sord over the horses back as they got on and off their steady war mount.

As a teacher of course I don’t have my students wear swords but I do appreciate the ability to build a familiar routine for both horse and rider. Horsemanship is a lot about muscle memory and routine. So while it is true that a horse generally could be mounted from the left/near or right/off side I like the ability to give both horse and rider the stability of routine. As well as provide them with a common horse industry standard.

Thank you Randy for being one of the sweet horses who have earned the left side braid. The place you hold in many young riders hearts will be one that will last a lifetime.

Anna Sees Photography, LLC is amazing to work with! Thanks for the session!
15/05/2025

Anna Sees Photography, LLC is amazing to work with! Thanks for the session!

Thanks to TS MULES - Ty & Skye Evans Mulemanship Clinics Christmas giveaway, I got this awesome bracelet made by Equine ...
29/03/2025

Thanks to TS MULES - Ty & Skye Evans Mulemanship Clinics Christmas giveaway, I got this awesome bracelet made by Equine Jeweled Designs. Can anyone guess who’s tail hair is featured?

Thank you so much for your order, Rebecca. I absolutely LOVE how this red and black fishtail came together to honor your sweet steeds!

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07/03/2025

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A reader writes: “How do you encourage kids to ride, when there's so much out there that's easier and certainly, quicker?”

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There are so many external pressures facing today's children that were not even on the horizon, back when Mike and I were young parents.

Overscheduling, shrinking green spaces in which to ride, the insane costs of keeping horses and outfitting growing riders… and of course, the addictive quality to screen time. All are forces that are seemingly whittling away at the possibility and allure of horsemanship for families.

This last point—the technology available today—is probably the most harmful. We are all trying to learn to survive in a plugged-in world, where we have ever-shorter attention spans, where we are scrolling for hours, without fully engaging. Where we expect instant results with the click of a button. The dangers of phone tech, of course, are starting to affect us all and not just our children.

I have learned over the years that outside forces notwithstanding, there are always two kinds of people. Those who love everything about horses and those who somehow don’t.

So, it has always been and so, it will likely remain. We can teach children to ride as well as possible but there isn’t a lot we can do, in light of the ease and instant quality of modern living, to make them love the struggle of horsemanship.

There is a lot we can do, however, to turn them off horses completely and for all time! Forcing them to ride is but one.

My own children were all lovely riders. All showed horses from babies in lead-line, through their youth years. All started their own c**ts as older teens, all were shaped to become kind and empathetic people. Only one of the three is still riding, as an adult. The others have no regrets around learning to be horsemen but life has just pulled them away in other directions. They are still grateful for the opportunities their horses and ponies gave them!

When our our three kids were young teens, around thirteen or so, we made very sure they were riding the best horses we could find for them. Mike and I were sometimes on dodgy horses but I will say that our children never were.

Having taught 4H horsemanship for decades, I’ve long believed that by the time children are teenagers, their self-esteem is at an all-time low. They need to be good at what it is they are doing—whether it is playing the drums, highland dancing, or shooting hoops—so that they don’t feel the need to quit in shame, in front of their peers.

Don’t laugh. This fear of failure is a very real thing to all of us but most especially, to teens.

Their first ponies, the babies’ ponies, have to be ultra-safe and gentle to build their confidence. They have to be quiet and willing to ‘play’ by the hour, so that children begin to feel at home with them and to trust them as confidants. The next, step-up horses have to be something else, however, in addition to offering solid friendship and willing transportation to get away from one’s parents.

The horses that carry teenagers should be solid performers in some realm of 'cool' horsemanship, in order to fan this little flame.

We know that the desire for a teen to be in the saddle can be built, or quickly extinguished, by the sort of horse he, or she, will ride. Our sons were drawn to horses that rode out beautifully, allowing them to learn to cowboy confidently, to enjoy the healing power of nature and to work cattle. They were big on riding with an outward focus, while our daughter really got keen when she was encouraged to compete.

Two of our children were bullied horribly in high school. Their saddles were among the few places in their lives where they felt safe, in control, as though they had achieved an identity of which to be proud. Their horses became the private islands where they could share secrets and too many times, tears.

Watching my kids grow through these hopeful, heartbreaking and sometimes frightening years, made me realize that teens, as a rule, have to have a place to excel. A place where they are not going to feel ashamed, or somehow lacking.

Learning to ride well, at any age, is hard enough!

Young people are coping with their bodies and their emotions. They are finding out about betrayal amongst friends and the pressures of rules, deadlines and work loads. It is too much to ask them to cope with a really green, unschooled or especially, a ‘bad-minded’ horse, if they, themselves, are struggling to learn to ride. If kids find things too hard, especially if they recognize this as a place of power over their parent, they will likely quit.

This won't be the case forever. Once they build their skillset, a young rider's interest will be often be further piqued with projects. We were fortunate, for there were enough horses in our family that we could pair each growing teen with a c**t project, when the time was right.

Always, from babyhood until nearly adulthood, we strived to uphold the ‘Rule of Twenty’, a self-imposed guideline, whereby the ages of child and steed added up to at least twenty years. This meant that the high schooler could, with some adult guidance, start to work with a gentle three-year-old c**t and eventually, turn this clean slate into a good riding horse.

Their young horse experiences—from summer jobs working as barn help for local breeders and trainers, to 4H c**t projects—had our kids never taking their older, well-broke horses for granted. They could build a sense of pride in doing good work, in sharing what they had learned, themselves, with other sentient beings.

Note that while we were both riders and teachers ourselves, Mike and I made the decision to pay other people to teach our children. This can be a real relief from discord within horsey families.

If given the chance, I would do what I could to raise my budding young horse(wo)men in much the same way. We all excel with a healthy bit of challenge, along with some trustworthy help in the wings to guide us.

The fact remains, not everyone is meant to be a horseman. There are many other roads to Rome! It’s a hard pill to swallow sometimes, particularly if horses have brought US much happiness, if they have been the one constant source of joy in our lives. It is natural to want to share this with others, particularly with our kids.

Insisting that our children ride is never in the best interests of the child, the teacher, or the horse, however. There is a very fine line between being encouraging and being too forceful, especially in the realm of achieving horsemanship. A keen young mother, I had to learn this hard lesson, myself.

As parents and guardians of children, I believe that our only goal is in raising kind and honest human beings, with an ability to contribute through whatever endeavours they may choose… to one day make our world a better place.

Whether horses will help achieve these ends, is often beyond our control. All we can do for sure is to show our children that horses can bring us joy, that they deserve our admiration and respect, that they will take us to the highest peaks and the lowest lows. And yes, that they will one day break our hearts.

Each of these things is valuable to learning how to navigate the circle of life. For this reason, whether or not children actively want to ride, just knowing horses in some positive way can be a lifelong, lasting gift.

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Every so often, I become nostalgic about the horses and ponies who have made Keystone what it is. I’ll see an old bit, or a dusty bridle hanging in a high corner of the tack room, and I'll remember. Or, there will be an old photograph that halts me, as I’m scrolling through thousands to make a new post here, or to illustrate a magazine article.

This is the picture that stopped me today.

Some of you will immediately recognize this beautiful, intelligent, characterful face, while others will want an introduction. This is Arthur, small pony extraordinaire and someone who deserves to be remembered, with love and our wholehearted respect.

When people are looking for horses for small children, so often they’ll list all the attributes they need, then finish with the emphatic words, “NO ponies!” And they’ll really mean it.

I can only shake my head sadly, for these people have never met anyone like Arthur. Their children will never know what it is to ride a light and well-schooled pony, who is just their size. One with an inner fire and yet, so much gentleness that the smallest toddler can ride out in complete safety. A tiny pony with a one-handed neck-rein, with 'buttons' that produce an adjustable walk, slow jog, forward trot and rocking chair canter. This kind of pony is all too rare.

No matter the weather, Arthur always brought his children back home, without any doubts. He was a top competitor in the show ring, as well as while galloping and jumping in cross country horse trials. He knew how to pull a cart, he was a long-time member of Pony Club, he could handle a pole bending pattern, or a barrel run. Arthur knew how to stand and wait while his child cried in his mane. He knew how to proudly go out in front, when others faltered and the occasion demanded bravery.

This, without any need to use flowery talk or build him up falsely, was simply who Arthur was.

The registered Welsh gelding was well-schooled and very high-mileage, when he came into my hands. He had turned quite a few bobbling little walk-trot riders into achieving horsewomen, by the time I took charge of his lead rope. Humbly, I take absolutely no credit for the gentleman that Arthur was—and all the good he went on to do—for I was merely one more link in the chain of people who loved him.

I will say that Arthur was fortunate, that he was obviously loved and taught by only good people. You could just stand beside him and know that he had been handled only with knowledge and excellent care. This makes such a difference in the innate confidence and generosity within a horse, or pony. I wish more people realized this.

Who we are with a horse, today, is going to accompany him always, for the rest of his life.

My daughter and I embarked upon a two-thousand-mile round-trip journey to meet and fetch Arthur, after I’d bought him, sight unseen. I’d a number of clients charge me with the task of finding an excellent ‘first pony’ for their families and these unicorns of the horse world are very, very hard to find.

I studied his advertisement with pictures of the pony playing polo, running and jumping in horse trials, competing in pony club with his kids and I knew that there was little risk in sending a cheque for an animal I’d never actually seen. The deal was struck.

I don’t recommend this sort of blind-faith horse buying but happily, this time, my gut was right. Arthur came to us and it was only a matter of getting to know him well enough to say that he, too, could carry our guarantee of perfect performance for his new family. He was welcomed and ridden out around the cows, just to make darned sure we were right… and then, the hunt for his new family began in earnest.

I’ll never forget when two-year-old Georgia met Arthur for the first time.

It was a chilly spring day and the palomino pony was standing tied at the hitching rail, fidgeting a bit with the nerves I was no doubt sharing, that unspoken feeling of edginess that accompanies all horse-buying trials. Georgia and her family were travelling from their home four hours away and quite a lot was on the line.

They were a horse family of good repute and just to be sure, they were bringing along Grandpa, who was an equine specialist veterinarian. "There will be no pulling the wool over anyone’s eyes!" I explained sternly to Arthur, as I brushed his butter-yellow coat.

A truck and trailer pulled into the yard and the family stepped out, with their golden-haired toddler squirming to be let loose. She ran straight for Arthur and he immediately quieted, finding comfort in being a kid’s pony, once again. They stood for quite a while, Georgia’s forehead pressed against Arthur’s shoulder.

As far as Georgia was concerned, he was now hers.

“Let’s go home!” she kept saying, quite put out that there was still the matter of a trial ride, in the arena and out over the pasture, that her mother was still going to ride Arthur down, alone, along the creek. There would be flexion tests and listening to his heart and lungs yet, all the while Georgia urged us to just stop and let her take the pony home.

I imagine it was a mighty long ride, with the toddler asking every few miles if they couldn’t stop and visit ‘Arfer’ in the trailer, all the way up the four-lane highway!

The Schnurers gave Arthur a wonderful home. He, in turn, is the one who started Georgia on her journey to higher horsemanship. I’ll include some photos and videos with his children, in the comments below, so you, too, can see how truly wonderful this little fellow was. He changed every life he touched in a beautifully positive way.

Arthur did such an incredible job that when Georgia’s mother began looking for a horse to help the old pony with his duties, she came back to Keystone, where they fell under the spell of Harry… but that’s another story for another day.

Arthur passed on in his twenty-eighth year, with Georgia by his side, still proving that good ponies are worth their weight in gold. He was loved by all who knew him. He is still missed.

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