A Night with Wild Horse Trainers

In October, I had the most exciting thing happen to me. Dad called me inside one day and said:
"Did Mum tell you the bad news?"
"No," I swallowed nervously.
"Well, I was going to take you on the ultimate Daddy Date, but...we'll be in Nelson." Dad, Mum, Sawyer and Willa were flying to Nelson soon for a friends wedding, the rest of us would be staying at our grandparents place. Dad glanced at Mum.
"Should I tell her?" he asked. Mum nodded and then he turned to me. "Do you want to know what it was, or will you be too disappointed?"
I wasn't sure, but I said yes. Mum clicked at something on her phone and passed it to me. My eyes ran over it and my heart sank. It was tickets to the world premier of Mustang Ride, the Wilson sisters latest documentary about them training wild mustangs. Then, as I read the words at the bottom of the page, I had an even bigger disappointment: the Wilson sisters were actually going to be there for a meet and greet! I wished I could go.
"Couldn't, well, maybe if someone else..." I mumbled.
"Are you disappointed?" I nodded at Dad's words, "Because... you're going to have the ultimate Poppa Date!"
I could hardly believe what I had heard. I was going - with Poppa!
"Yes!" I cried, excitement building. I was going!


Several days later, Poppa and I arrived at the cinema. I was holding their second book and (yay!) Poppa bought me their third - the book about their mustangs.
"There they are!" I suddenly said. They sat down and almost everyone lined up for signatures. When Kelly signed my books she asked:
"Do you have For the Love of Horses?"
"Yes," I replied, "You all signed it at the last Equidays."
"Oh," she smiled, "Will you be at Equidays this week?"
"Yes."
"I might see you there."
Then she turned to the next person. The movie was great, and very funny. There was bucking broncoes, icy snowstorms, unbearable heat, sadness, happiness, sucess...My favourite part was when they went to the ranches, and explored the trails in the canyons. I really enjoyed it and, even though Dad couldn't take me, it was a good night.

Me and Vicki Wilson

Me and Kelly Wilson

Kelly signing Stallion Challenges

Me and Amanda Wilson

Wonderful Wintersun

So, I haven't written for a long time (it's like keeping a diary - hard!) but I just had to write about my 'horse', Wintersun. We don't have enough room for a real horse, so in 2013 Dad made me a tree-horse, whom I called Wintersun. Although she isn't a real horse, although she is wooden and can't even move, in my mind she is a fast, beautiful dun-coloured mare that I love very much.

 When I ride her, we can explore woodland trails, compete in Horse of the Year, swim in sparkling rivers and ride bareback over the hills. We race in rodeos, train in the arena, go horse trekking and do whatever else we want to do. Recently the log for her back became rotten and I couldn't ride her for awhile. Yesterday Dad got a new log and we put it on her and now she is good as new. Everyone else might see her as a wooden horse head on a tree, but I don't. To me, she is a real horse, full of life and personality. I love her so much.