Meet our Horses!
Meet the hardworking horses of Hampton Riding Centre.
1996 Quarter Horse bay gelding
Owned by HRC. Arrived as a school horse in 2009. From teaching beginners to jumping the cross-country course, he can do whatever you ask.
2010 13hh paint mare
Domino arrived in October 2018. She is sweet and gentle, and getting used to school life!
1999 Canadian Sport horse
Chestnut gelding. A “Been there, done that” horse!
2001 Morgan gelding
Born in Shediac and owned by the Hampton Bible Camp. Thank you for letting us use him in the school!
2008 Paint gelding
Generously on loan Cora Lee and family. aka Mr. Funny Guy when he goes to shows. He is a brave jumper well suited to our beginners and more advanced riders.
2002 Dutch Warmblood bay gelding
Owned by HRC. At 18hh this is our gentle giant. Mickey has taken a lot of us to first place and on to National Championships.
1998 Bay gelding
Generously on loan from The Ingalls along with Simon. Noah is 17 1 and a gentle soul.
2007 Welsh X Quarter horse pony
He will teach everyone what ponies are really like!
2004 Paint mare
Sandy is a 15 1 mare who is settling in nicely to the school. Thank you to the Hampton Bible Camp for letting us enjoy her until next summer!
1998 Canadian pony mare
Our only true “black” horse. Has just enough attitude to keep you interested. First level dressage pony, happy hunter mare, forward cross country jumper… All in one little “sassy” package.
2000 Bay gelding
Simon is a 15 3 bay who just arrived in December with his paddock mate, Noah. He is generously on loan from The Ingalls.
“Ode to a School Horse”
Way back when, think very hard, of the very first horse you ever rode. The unsung hero upon whose back you timidly, but safely strode.
He toils thru his classes, new riders each trip. New set of signals, a different grip.
They pull on his mouth when they want him to go. Then they hit him a crack for going too slow!
They bounce on his back and wobble all around And are sure it’s “his” fault if they hit the ground!
They lean forward and squeeze heels in his flanks. If he lays back his ears, they call him a “crank”!
They jerk his poor mouth; pull his head to and fro, “Why doesn’t he trot, I told him to go?”
When riders get better, they leave him behind. A better horse they are off to find.
A better horse they’ll never find, Than the dear old school horse they left behind!