SUNDAY
- 12/15/03
An early check out after a wonderful breakfast (Thanks
to the best dressed cook, Bert!) the sisters headed
South toward Plymouth, MA. About halfway there was
the first riding lesson at River Wind Farm in Pembroke,
MA. Kim and Jan huddled in the viewing room as PK
proceeded with herself as a student. Her instructor
was Erin Powell. We talked about where I was in my
riding and what I was wanting to accomplish with these
lessons. I told her that I had just finished reading
An Anatomy of Riding and Centered Riding II. Erin
had actually ridden with the Sally Swift when she
was younger. Oh, yes, I was jealous. The saddle, a
close contact… I pleaded for something cushy
with knee rolls but none were to be had. “I
guess you will just have to use your legs, now won’t
you.” Erin said with an evil smile showing through.
“Oh, are you going to hurt tomorrow.”
She took pleasure in having a fellow instructor in
the saddle. It was amazing, Erin worked me in all
the areas that I am lax in my riding. I dropped my
weight into my heals, lifted my sternum, and used
my legs and not just my hands were just some of the
torture areas. Not much of the lesson got put on video
tape due to the camera battery being inactive for
the last two years. I was so happy with the lesson
that I scheduled another lesson for my birthday on
Wednesday.
The sisters
were on the move again. Their next destination, Plymouth,
MA. I hobbled, while my sisters giggled, into a seaside
local café for fresh clam strip lunch. Fine
until I dumped an entire large Diet Coke on the table,
myself and Kim’s fish dinner. Oops, but the
clams were to die for! Next up, Plymouth Rock. Not
that big, but really cool. No, the wind was Really
Cold! We exchanged picture taking with a sight seeing
couple who were also braving the cold to see the rock.
Kind of small…..but neat.
We had
chosen a rather historic hotel for that night, the
John Carver Inn. Another word for historic is old.
But it was quaint, yeah, that’s it. Everyone
was aching for internet access and of course the hotel
had none. Up the street and around the corner the
sisters headed to the Cyber Café. Way cool,
great coffee, friendly service and access to the world
wide web. Changing our travel plans, we booked a new
hotel for Tuesday night as snow arrived with a vengeance.
Dinner was enjoyed by the fire in the hotel restaurant.

Internet!
Yeah!
MONDAY
- 12/15/04
We checked out first thing in the morning. The snow
had been followed with warming temps and a little
rain so the streets were clear. My lesson this day
was not until 3pm so we headed south to Cape Cod for
some exploring. Kim had really wanted to visit Martha’s
Vineyard but the maps showed that the ferrys may not
be running in winter. But, we found one. Had to take
a bus to the ferry departure and wait about 45 minutes.
Then looking at the schedule, we were going to have
a whole 30 minutes on the island! Oh, well. At least
we were going to have a ferry ride, another first
for all of us. It was cold. It was windy. We found
this cool shop with all kinds of crystals and stones
and such. I found a pendulum that called to me and
some healing stones as well. After grabbing a cup
of soup we had to literally run to make the ferry
going back to Cape Cod. Oh, the chowder was scrumptious!
At The
Grazing Fields I found my instructor, Liz, and settled
Jan and Kim into the viewing room. My horse was a
17 hand warmblood named London. Oh, what a beauty.
At this barn they rode their horses up in a dressage
frame with constant suppling. Again, using my legs
was a problem. I kept giving out and I would let London
have his head while I caught my breath and Liz was
not happy with that. Habits are so hard to ignore.
As she worked me, I felt the sweat running down from
underneath my helmet but it was so cold out that I
had lost feeling in my toes! I have watched the tape
since our return, and boy, do I look good on a 17
hand warmblood! I definitely need one of those!
The rest
of the day was spent getting lost in southern Massachusetts
on the way to Rhode Island. Finally in our hotel by
7pm.
TUESDAY
- 12/16/03
We checked out early to make a 9:30am tack up time
at Tower Hill Equestrian Center. Jamie was my instructor
and had been looking forward to having another instructor
in the saddle. Risky Business was a lovely 16 hand
bay Thoroughbred. We had a lovely ride with a soft
walk and trot but more of a canter than I am used
to riding. We worked on half-halts and sitting deep.
By this time my leg muscles were really screaming
to stop the madness and wanted to crumple into a heap.

I had learned
a lot about my riding in these three days and a lot
about my teaching style by observing my instructors.
I have decided that I like me as an instructor! Thanks
to all three teachers for taking the time to schedule
a one-timer lesson. I have taught these before and
it is so hard to mesh the teaching and riding styles
into a mutual understanding in only a half an hour!
All my flaws that I like to hide so delicately were
brought out in the open so that I could work on them.
This was only part of the purpose of the trip but
an invaluable part.
Off again. This time to New London, CT for a lunch
date with a fellow Sheltie person, Ann F., friend
of Kim. Good conversation and more seafood! From there
we headed north to Mystic, CT for a 4pm check in and
trouble with the hotel. Jan’s connecting room
was not ready yet. We all piled into the room that
was ready and then set off for some sightseeing and
shopping. The first quest - a lighthouse! Kim really
wanted to go up into a lighthouse! On the way we found
a really cool cemetery. Take a detour, we drove around
looking at the grave sights and mausoleums. Many of
the graves were from the 1800’s. After picture
taking we made our way on to the lighthouse. Unfortunately
the lighthouse and museum were closed for the season.
We had fun looking around anyway.

On to the
shopping. There was a grouping of shops just across
from the hotel. Jan found a stamping store, Kim found
a dog and cat only store and I….. snowballs
in between! After dinner we return to the hotel to
find that Jan’s room still was not ready. 8pm,
Jan finally gets into her room!

WEDNESDAY
- 12/17/03 - MY BIRTHDAY!
I didn’t feel any older, unless you counted
my screaming riding muscles. First order of business,
had to call and cancel my lesson for today. I hurt
all over. Three lessons in a row were enough. There
were presents! Presents are good….. most of
them horse related. Jan, Kim & I proceeded to
have a lovely breakfast in the hotel. Our waiter was
really sweet and presented me with a poppy seed muffin
with a candle on top! Jan and Kim decided that 100
people needed to be told today that it was my 40th
birthday. So here they went….. “Excuse
me sir, it’s her 40th birthday.” As they
sometimes stared blankly, I would add with a big smile
“and she lowered her cholesterol.”
“It’s
my 40th Birthday!” I joined in the quest to
inform. My inner child gained confidence. The morning
started in a quest for another light house. We found
the one in Mysic, couldn’t get to it, but we
did find one.

We also
found Kitchen Little Restaurant. We had to stop. It
was tiny and so cute. Another cemetery… we had
to go look. This one specified No Picnicing! Jan had
to have her picture taken with that sign!

Time to head toward Boston. We stopped first for a
birthday tiara. On the cross country journey from
lower Connecticut to eastern Massachusetts, we stopped
from time to time and each time more people in New
England knew that it was my 40th birthday. We planned
a detour through Wellesley, MA to see Dover Saddlery,
the original store from which the catalog came. What
a cool birthday gift. We made it through a number
of small New England towns at rush hour (why do they
call it ‘rush’ hour?) as it started to
rain….. Oh well, to Dover - I felt as if I had
stepped into a fantasy. I had received so many Dover
catalogs over the years that it very special to actually
be there. Oh, and shopping. This is good. A purple
crop, a brush for Mainstay, some new breeches, and
dressage booklets were gathered. The manager seemed
quite amused at my awe and maybe the tiara. She gave
me a warmblood and rider Breyer horse. She said that
one is never too old to get a Breyer for your birthday.
Back to Embassy Suites. We were all to tired. We decided
to head to Quincy Market for my birthday dinner. Jan
had her first ride on a subway. I had clams and a
birthday French fry! There was only one problem, no
birthday cake with candles! We were all exhausted.
“Life is so unfair” cried my inner child.
I got to travel to new places, do and see new things,
yet I was so disappointed that there was no birthday
cake. I guess just because you turn 40 doesn’t
mean that you have to be a grown-up!
We all
got back home safely. And I am trying to use my legs
more and everything else that we went over in my lessons.
Still learning, this is good.
P.K. Theobald,
Age 40 |
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Erin &
PK
Plymouth
Rock
Cold at
Plymouth Rock!

Dinner
at the John Carver Inn
'Oh,
the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is
so delightful.....' PK sang over and over and over.

Ferry
to Martha's Vinvard


Blowing
out my Birthday French Fry!
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