Flashback
This isn't an event, but rather a flashback to the early days of horses in my life. I figured, since most of my events to this point are horse events, this photo could go in here.
I went from this, walking down from our old barn (I'm the one on the ground in front of the horse, looking serious, my brother is riding Quincey, and my dad and aunt are at the sides. Simba is the trusty dog.)
To this - riding Robert's horse Crow Pony in a mine (Omega mine) abandoned in the 1800s.
