The one and only HP pony. He is the inspiration behind this page, and as well as helping me achieve my goals he is now helping others find the motivation to achieve theirs. Here's his story!
I don't know much about his beginnings, and despite trying to do some history hunting, my leads have all led to dead ends. What I do know though is that he was plucked out of a field of unbroken youngsters on the hills in Cumbria, and began his training with the lovely Pigney family. In June 2014 I came across an advert online and it was the only one I kept going back to for a look. I decided to heck with it, I was going to contact the owner......but......He was sold!! Ooohhh no!
I asked if anything changed could they let me know and a week later I had a message to say he was back on the market. One problem though, I was working in Dubai at the time. I eventually managed to persuade the owner to let me put a deposit on him and keep him till I returned. I landed early morning and by lunchtime he was in our trailer and on his way home. Then as they say......the rest is history!
There are some horses in this world that not only capture your eye, they also capture your soul. In October 2007 my mum and I were attending a horse sales in Yorkshire for a nosy, as you do.
On walking down the lines of horses in pens I saw this little spotted horse looking like she had been through the wars and was rather depressed. Without much prompting my mum was making phone calls to get the cash together to bring her home to Scotland.
It turned out Cheyenne (as her passport stated) had come over from France with a group of other horses, after being picked up by a dealer from the slaughter house. That's right this magnificent creature was hours away from being on someone's dinner plate!
As the years have ticked by there have been multiple times I could have marched her to the abattoir myself! This little horse has to be one of the most sharp, stubborn and opinionated animals I have ever met. Yes seriously! However after coming to a mutual agreement (in probably year 3 of ownership) she became unbeatable against the clock at low level show jumping, endurance riding and games.
At the grand old age of 24, Cheyenne has now been semi retired for the last few years after developing mild arthritis and spends most of her time swanning around like lady muck bossing all the younger horses about. There's still life in the old girl yet!
A far cry from her beginnings at a rescue centre in Northern Macedonia, Roama the dog now lives the Vanlife with me in my campervan and when she is not escorting Pie and Co out on their rides or attempting to help clean up by eating manure......Yuck, she is lounging across the bed, having zoomies down the beach or practising her rock climbing skills along the coastline of southern Scotland.
This little bundle of energy is as fast as a whippet and has an attitude to outdo all of her larger equine friends.
The new kid on the block! In 2021, at the age of 3, Paco was galloping his heart out on the track as a racehorse. Speed wasn't his problem, in fact he was clocked running 40mph leading the pack at his last race in December, so why wasn't he successful then? Well it would seem that the win button just wasn't there, so as the other horses upped a gear towards the finish line, Paco ever so kindly would let them pass.
So racing wasn't the career for him, but with a long life ahead we are now in the process of retraining and guiding him towards a new career, in what we haven't quite decided yet. I'm sure he will tell us what he enjoys in good time.