Horse Back Riding Experience

My first horse ride experience was uncomfortable and a little frightening. I was only nine years when I first rode on a horse. This was also my first time to visit my father’s home province. There were only three options going to their town proper. The first and fastest was riding on a horse. Second, was riding on a carabao and the last was using my bare feet. Since I was only a child then and my aunt was worried that I won’t be able to make it if I just walk, I was told to back ride on the horse.

Unlike my brother who enjoyed the ride, I was so afraid and very uncomfortable whenever the horse moved. When I thought I would already die of fear because the road was rough and going down, I plead that I would just walk. As expected, my plea included tears. Good that my tears persuaded my aunt. But I was nagged while walking because my slow steps delayed our travel. I ignored the nag and forced myself to bear the long walk rather than riding the horse again. From then on, I never tried to ride on a horse again, even when we went to Baguio where horse back riding is popular. My horse back ride experience would probably be different if the horse had horse tack.