Riding Was Never the Goal
RIDING WAS NEVER THE GOAL: A Life Spent Dismounting the Old Story, One Ride at a Time
Not every lesson happens in the saddle.
This week in Stable Roots, I’m sharing the latest in a series of pieces about Max — the little red horse who has shaped everything I believe about teaching, riding, and staying.
We talk about broken reins, riderless horses, trail ride chaos, and the revolution that begins on the ground. And why, after all these years, I still consider myself a riding instructor — even if I don’t ride much anymore.
If you’ve missed the earlier Max stories, you can start here:
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