Learn to Ride Sidesaddle! Part I…
I began riding sidesaddle because of Mr. Paterson. An elderly man and a good friend of our family’s, he observed my sister and I chuffing around on our ponies with little enthusiasm. We were squarely-built girls with pig-tails, ragged fingernails and filthy jeans. Worse, Mr. Paterson was concerned about the practice of letting us ride …