I never understood the fascination people had about horses in Texas, until I surrounded myself with horses. Last weekend we went to Texas and had a great time in Dallas and Austin. Dallas had huge expanses of land owned by locals who kept ranches, while Austin had the younger metropolis vibe – with streets full of Saturday night party-goers and late Sunday morning brunch scenes. The Dallas we saw was a very quiet city, where you could go on horse riding for a whole day if you wish. So to say it was very peaceful.
Marshall Creek Ranch was my favorite thing about Dallas. They had beautiful horses which they let run free in the golden hours after a long day of carrying people like me around. The thick forest on their backyard is there for them to explore, and the volunteer wranglers in the ranch feed them with treats after a good gallop. The ranch dogs run wild and free too, and quickly warm up to visitors like me, hoping to get a pat or a treat as they rest their chins on my knees or sit under my feet.
The truth is, this is all quite a new experience to me. I grew up in a city far from wild things like horses. I’ve only ridden a horse twice before, and both times with a wrangler walking next to my horse when I was a kid. So feeling like I missed out on some of those experiences made me jump to the opportunity of riding on a horse in Texas. And it was exhilarating.