I am so envious
as a kid growing up in Northern Idaho I got to ride all the time. We had the land, but I never had my own horse and my buddy didn't have his own dirt bike. We would trade time together between two wheels and four legged fun. I taught him how to ride two wheels and he taught me to ride four legged. It seemed so surreal with the quietness, other than him yelling at me to do this and that.
I wasn't even in my teens then and I learned a lot....especially helping to shovel the barn.
I miss horse back riding....
