'Gwen'

'Gwen'

I find Gwen sitting near the horsebox with her friends. “Hello Gwen, it’s Marlene”. She is delighted that I am able to join her.
As a horse and carriage draws near, a voice calls out "it’s your turn now Gwen”. Gwen puts on her riding hat and I help her to the carriage and to her seat.
With the reins firmly in her hand, she’s away!
I watch with immense pride.
Half an hour later, Gwen’s face is a picture of pure joy as she brings her horse and carriage to a standstill.
Gwen tells me that she has had the wind on her face and it’s warm in the sun and that Flint her horse has given her an excellent drive. Gwen goes on to say: “I have felt through the reins, the power of the horse, and yet through my voice commands, he has responded beautifully and so gentle. I can smell him and the leather of his harness and I love the sound of his hooves, on the road. He gives me confidence.”
As she dismounts, I watch as she gently feels her way along the harness to the horse’s head. “Flint be gentle now, you can see me, but I cannot see you, there’s a good boy, thank you for a lovely drive“.
The horse gently nudge’s her as if he knows.
Gwen is 75 years old and blind.
She is a member of the Riding for the Disabled Association (RDA)
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'Gwen'

'Gwen'

I find Gwen sitting near the horsebox with her friends. “Hello Gwen, it’s Marlene”. She is delighted that I am able to join her.
As a horse and carriage draws near, a voice calls out "it’s your turn now Gwen”. Gwen puts on her riding hat and I help her to the carriage and to her seat.
With the reins firmly in her hand, she’s away!
I watch with immense pride.
Half an hour later, Gwen’s face is a picture of pure joy as she brings her horse and carriage to a standstill.
Gwen tells me that she has had the wind on her face and it’s warm in the sun and that Flint her horse has given her an excellent drive. Gwen goes on to say: “I have felt through the reins, the power of the horse, and yet through my voice commands, he has responded beautifully and so gentle. I can smell him and the leather of his harness and I love the sound of his hooves, on the road. He gives me confidence.”
As she dismounts, I watch as she gently feels her way along the harness to the horse’s head. “Flint be gentle now, you can see me, but I cannot see you, there’s a good boy, thank you for a lovely drive“.
The horse gently nudge’s her as if he knows.
Gwen is 75 years old and blind.
She is a member of the Riding for the Disabled Association (RDA)
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