Abingdon Group
Riders' &
Instructors' Stories
Why
is RDA so special?
I
have been a member of Abingdon Riding for the Disabled for 33 years
as I have Spina Bifida.
In
1975 at 7 years old after a chance meeting between my mother and Ann
Barlow (Chairman of the Group) I joined the group as a rider at a
local riding school where the newly formed RDA group had recently
been started.
This
was the beginning of my love affair with “The Horse”
My
family were not horse lovers and I was given the choice of RDA or
Brownies – I chose riding! My
whole family sacrificed so much of their time for me to do RDA since
although my brother was away for much of the time my sister was not
old enough to be left alone.
Holiday
dates had to be arranged with RDA in mind!
For
many years I looked forward to my weekly riding lesson riding a
variety of horses and ponies. I can remember when it was held on a
Friday evening I was allowed golden syrup sandwiches before we went
– what a treat!
Along
the way there were many experiences which were to play a huge part
in my life…..
Some
not so good:
falling off – I think you have to do that 7 times before you
become a proper rider!
Reaching
the final selection trails but not being picked for the team for the
first International dressage competition to be held in
Sweden
Some
fantastic ones:
Riding
holidays
Horse
shows and competitions
Qualifying at Regional Dressage events which
enabled me to compete in Dressage at National level and winning at
National level in 1981 and 1985.
During
that time I learnt so much and developed a love and passion for
dressage which I was able to pursue until 2003 when my first
daughter was born.
At
the age of 17 I reached a milestone – I passed my driving test and
was able to drive myself to the stables.
I was not tied to 1 hour a week – I could go when I wanted
to help out. There were
many classes I could get involved with and I could also carry on
riding
Eight
years ago I became a Group Instructor which gave me yet more
opportunities to give back some of what I had learnt over the
preceding years. In 2001
I got married and my husband became a helper in the lessons I was
teaching. He also became part of the Carriage driving team who met
weekly. With two young
children Anthony and I cannot give so much time but I still am able
to go up to the stables at weekends when Anthony can babysit!
Why
am I still part of the RDA now that I have a family of my own?
I am still part of Abingdon RDA because it is they who have
shaped me into the person who I am and I have made lifelong friends
in people and horses. It
is a tremendous privilege to have met so many Instructors, helpers
and riders, not to mention the horses and ponies who have served and
continue to serve religiously without complaint.
I
cannot imagine life without it
Anna
Hummerston
HOLIDAYS ON THE RIDGEWAY - ABINGDON GROUP
To spend a week in the summer riding the Ridgeway
along paths filled with clouds of different coloured butterflies
feeding on wild buddleia and a mass of other flowers, can only be
summed up as a very special privilege.

In 1993 the Group decided that they really should make the most
of having the Berkshire Downs on their doorstep. The
Court Hill Youth Hostel, a beautifully converted barn complex just
off the A338, with magnificent views down to Letcombe Regis and far
beyond, seemed to be the ideal place to base ourselves for the week.
It not only had excellent accommodation for both our helpers and
disabled riders, but also a feed room and stabling for 4 ponies.
Very conveniently the farm below the Hostel was owned by some good
friends and they were more than happy for us to use a field and
stable facilities for the rest of our ponies.

We decided that the best way to run our riding week was to bring
our ponies up to the Ridgeway on the Sunday, and to have our helpers
ride in the afternoon to settle the ponies into their new
environment at the pace that would be the norm for the whole week.
This has proved an invaluable exercise as an area such as the
Ridgeway with a seemingly endless horizon and tempting stretches of
gallops, might encourage even the best RDA pony to become extremely
headstrong. Throughout the years we have normally taken
between 8 and 10 horses, with at least 3 of the smallest ponies
being stabled at the Youth Hostel.
On Sunday evening the first disabled riders arrive at the Hostel
in time to help clean tack, have supper and finally make sure the
ponies are fed and watered last thing at night. Usually
there are 2 helpers in charge of up to 4 riders and of course the
evening is full of fun, playing a variety of card and board games.
If it is a fine evening there is enough space outside to play
football or just walk through the Beech woods to look down on the
farm where the rest of the ponies are making the most of a wonderful
large field. Each cabin has 4 bunk beds - needless to
say there is always a rush to choose the best bed! The
helpers sleep in the next door cabin. Unfortunately the walls
are rather thin so they cannot help but listen to the inevitable
high jinks, discussions on the best and worst ponies, and as deep
secrets start to unfold, it is certainly time to bang on the wall to
bid them a final good night!

At around 7 a.m. the next morning the riders are woken and the
helpers, wondering if they have had any sleep at all, supervise the
feeding of the ponies before mucking out. It comes as
quite a shock to some of the children how many wheelbarrows of wet
straw and manure come out of each stable! Everybody is more
than ready for a hearty breakfast of fried eggs and bacon.
Then it is time to groom and tack up the ponies.
Meanwhile more helpers have arrived and have set off down to the
farm below to catch, groom and tack up those ponies. By
10 ish the ponies from Court Hill are ridden down the steep hill to
the farm to meet up with the other riders, helpers, walkers and
sometimes cyclists. As one can imagine it always takes
much longer than one thinks to get everyone organised, but we are
usually ready to set off by 10.45 a.m. The rides along
the Ridgeway and connecting bridleways are carefully planned to suit
the particular riders for that day- and possibly the fitness of our
walkers too! Ideally we have one helper rider in charge
of one disabled rider with 2 or 3 walkers who are side walkers or
general backups, adding enouragement when necessary. On
occasions we have had mountain bike enthusiasts with us who have not
only been indespensible, biking on to make sure we are taking the
correct path, but having fun themselves - we certainly never have to
wait for them! Depending on our riders we will ride anything
from 1 - 2 hours before our designated lunch stop and then another 1
- 2 hours afterwards. Lunch is often at a very
well situated barn at a 4 way junction in the heart of the downs.
The ponies have become very adept at pinching the odd sandwich or
apple out of an unsuspecting hand, and some have even perfected the
art of tackling a box drink from a straw! Last year we
improvised a hitching line for most of the ponies to be tied to, so
that the hungry riders could eat their lunch in peace.
Remounting riders after lunch without mounting blocks has proved
that with improvisation anything is possible! Stiles, gates,
banks and even a fork lift tractor with a pallette in front have all
been used to great effect and much laughter.

The range of riders who come out for the days experience on the
Ridgeway is huge - from a three year old little boy who was
determined to make it all the way, despite his mothers anxiety, to
blind adults, who are quite willing to put their trust in their
ponies and helpers. Some of the more able riders are
happy to do a 14 mile ride with the odd canter , which is a
tremendous achievement and even the helper riders are more than
thankful to sink into a deep bath after such a long time in the
saddle! But even the most disabled enjoy riding up to 5 miles
in such a breath taking landscape of ever changing shades and
colours. On one occasion a very nervous teenager started off
slightly reticent at doing anything more than a walk.
After a lengthy but quiet trot on the lead he suddenly said he
wanted to trot by himself - after that there was no stopping him.
He was totally relaxed and his big grin said it all! This is what
the week on the Ridgeway is all about, giving our riders the time
and encouragement they need to achieve a particular goal.
And so back to the stables after a day of fun and laughter, and in
time to welcome the next group of riders and helpers for that night,
and the following day.
In a nutshell our weeks riding holiday on the Ridgeway brings the
best ingredients of RDA together - fun, excitement, camaraderie,
team work and achievement.
Milla Harvey.
Sue's story........
What is a Doo Doo??
So the holiday begins ...
The place is Clwyd Special Riding Centre, the location is
Llanfyndidd, Clwyd, Wales, and the time, well I think you had better
talk to Ann and Milla about that. Let's say we (myself and my slave
David, known to outsiders as my husband) arrive half an hour before
the appointed time due to a very successful journey. It is good to
stretch our legs in the glorious Welsh September sunshine after
being on the wet English motorway for a few hours. If this weather
is a sign of things to come, then we wouldn't be using the full size
indoor school or the 2 kilometres of all-weather track surrounding
the fields of horses. Instead we would be riding up through the
hills which formed a magnificent backdrop to the riding centre.
The crowd eventually turns up and extricates themselves from Ann's
car. We never did quite determine the reason for the delay, only
that Ann blamed Milla and Milla was adamant that Ann delayed
proceedings. This definitely set the scene for the holiday with Ann
and Milla who had to be separated during mealtimes to prevent food
fights.
Onto our first ride, the purpose of which is to ensure that the
horses suit their allocated riders, or is it the other way round?
Since this is my article, I shall use the privilege to begin with
Aladdin, my pony. To begin with I was a little disappointed as he
was about 14 hands rather than the 17 hand hunter, Rocky who David
was on and with whom he was delighted with. However, during the next
few days I fell in love with Aladdin who was a joy to ride and so
sweet natured. He neither pulled, not did he require excessive
persuasion to change up a gear. We walked, trotted, and cantered,
throughout which he was the perfect gentleman. His only vice being
that he would insist on trying to eat, resulting in some fully felt
curses from me, and oh yes, stood on David's foot once, but then it
shouldn't have been
in the way, should it?
This first trial ride took all eight of us around the all-weather
track and included a walk through the water splash. Everybody was
quite satisfied with their mounts and the only rider who had to
change horse throughout the holiday was Milla! Anna was happy with
her fell pony Jake who had the most tremendous shoulders and was
raring to go on the hacks, but a bit of a pig in the school. Julia
got on well with Albert except when Milla was trying to lead her
from Zak and the two got in quite a tangle. Brython was a dressage
horse who Lynn rode and of whom Cassie was very jealous.
The sun continues to shine for our day ride into the mountains. Once
the initial road work has been ridden, we are on a wooded track that
winds upwards to the summit. We reach the picnic site within the
allotted time only to have to wait for Ann and Sheila to arrive with
lunch. Perhaps to be fair I should mention that as we set out on the
ride, Ann had to go and buy lunch, then make it, then bring it to us
- poor excuse for keeping us at starvation's door! Following a most
skilfully prepared lunch, we remount and set off at a canter up a
further hill, before beginning our gradual descent home.
Unfortunately, the weather is deteriorating so today is our final
outride up the hills behind the centre and across the moorland on
what is known as the 'donkey ride'. We were to discover the origins
of that name as we encountered a donkey that threatened the
tranquility of hacking in this wonderful countryside by attempting
to attach himself to us. We were able to have a few more sessions of
trotting, or for some, cantering on this ride. It was rather stoney
underfoot and the scenery far more open. As we were up behind the
centre, we could look down onto where we were staying.
Two riding days to go and the hills disappear into the mists. Never
mind, as Gemma is on hand to take us for a lesson in the school
where the horses have to show what they can really do. Aladdin
proves he can do everything and is a whizz at leg yielding, although
we do have difficulty cantering on the left rein, but then I have a
nasty suspicion that was me rather than him.
There's more to life than riding .....
Horses, to some people's surprise cannot occupy 24 hours in a day,
so other activities also took place. Kate was exposed a great jigsaw
puzzler and so with aid from friends and the phamton jigsaw finisher
who positioned the last half dozen pieces while Kate was at the pub,
successfully completed two puzzles. Does this sound bad Kate? Should
I perhaps point out that we all took a trip to the pub. It was all
in the cause of duty as we have succeeded in selling some raffle
tickets to the publican - I guess it's a bit difficult when you have
eight pairs of eyes ready to devour you if you refuse to buy any. We
also invaded, en mass, into neighbouring towns such a Chester, after
which we tramped into Sheila's for tea and cakes. This substanance
turned out to be very necessary as between Ann and Milla, they
decided it would be fun to drive around the same roundabout several
times on the way on the way home! I think it must have come into the
same category as the ice cream fight during an evening meal.
Also, after each ride, it was all hands to tack cleaning - a
definite downside to riding. Every saddle and bridle required
sponging down and polishing with saddle soap. This, as with every
other chore, everybody mucked in and did their bit. The cooking of
supper was an example of this collaboration aided by Milla and Anna
who had brought ready prepared meals to be heated up. These culinary
delights included chicken casserole, lasagne, and sausage hot pot.
Meal times never quite degenerated into feeding time at the zoo, but
suffice to say there was never much left over.
And Finally ......
Thank you to Milla and Ann for a very successful holiday.
P.S. For an explanation of the title speak to any member of the
holiday.
-
Registered
Charity No. 1074161.
(A
Group Member of the Riding for the Disabled Association
incorporating Carriage Driving, Registered Company No.5010395,
Registered Charity No. 244108)
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2010
Events
Collection day on Saturday 17th
April in Abingdon Market Place
Please sign up to help - list in the tack room!
Monday 3rd May
11:00-17:00
May Day Community Day (supporting our group) at Fallowfields
13th June
South Region Show
South
Bucks RDA - Mill House Farm, Framewood Road, Fulmer
10th & 11th
July National Championships at Hartpury.
Friday 17th Sept
Sponsored Ride at Blenheim
Christmas Fair
Monday 18th October
11 - 4 p.m
Fallowfields Country House Hotel in Southmoor
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