So it was in August 2010, we set off to Heartland Ventures in Baltic South Dakota, with Fran Latane driving the truck and trailer, and my parents following.
I had no idea what to expect-I was excited, but nervous at the same time. I was also hopeful. The youngster I had no business owning was in the trailer behind us, and I was ready to throw everything I had into giving it another shot-literally.
This was my first glimpse of part of the outdoor play area at Heartland. We arrived at a time where there were a number of people playing outside with their horses. I hadn't seen that many orange carrot sticks in use at once very many times at all, so it was a bit like stepping into another world. The place was extravagent-the largest horse facility I'd ever been at, with several twenty-forty acre pastures, an outdoor play area with two round pens, an outdoor arena, a barn with an indoor and over thirty stalls that also had an upstairs viewing area with a lounge, an office, a dorm room, bathroom, and even a kitchen. To be honest, I never wanted to leave.
I was there with two other interns at the time, and settled into a schedule quickly. Five days a week we'd work and take lessons until about 5, and then we'd usually have free time. The first month I crammed, knowing I'd have time to soak once I got home, not knowing my stay would end up being much longer than expected. But this trip was exactly what I needed, and not only in horsemanship terms.
The people I met are absolutely unforgettable. I learned so much about interacting with others, and started to learn about the different perspectives people can and do have-at a deeper level than I ever had before.
At the end of the first month, Farrah Green (three star instructor) came up to the dorms and asked me if I wanted to stay longer-for an undefined amount of time. The answer was of course-yes. I went back home briefly to say hello to my family and quit my job. It was a risky move financially, as I wasn't going to be a paid employee, but I had and do have a firm belief that you can't half-ass going after your dreams if you want to achieve them. Chase would be moved into the same forty acre pasture as Farrah's horses, and I would be Farrah's charge from here on out.
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