Looking through some old photos for the EGB photo competition (here if you haven’t seen – closing date 31st Aug hint, hint) got me reminiscing and wistfully thinking about the Spirit of Endurance, because I am a soppy old bint.
I’ve had a few people say to me with regard to long distance “Oh things aren’t like they used to be”. To a certain extent, that’s right. The world around us has changed. It’s faster. It’s more demanding. It’s less patient. The way people interact with each other is very different. The internet means that information or opinions that once would have taken weeks to surface are now out there in seconds, for better or worse. There have been upsets that have rocked our world. Of course things aren’t perfect.
But that doesn’t mean that the Spirit of Endurance has gone. It’s still there for anyone who wants it to be. It’s still there when you greet your old friends at a ride with a hug. It’s still there when you help out a stranger on the trail and start another lifelong friendship. It’s still there when you see the buzz in the eyes of a new horse and rider who have had the time of their life on their first ever ride. It’s still there when you see horses and riders grow in confidence and want to do more. It’s still there when you reach the brow of the hill with your horse and the world is laid out before you. It’s still there when you have your own wibbles and you realise just how many people are willing you on. It’s still there when everyone waits with baited breath for the last horse and rider to come in. It’s still there when you glow with pride because your friend has achieved their lifelong ambition. It’s still there when your heart breaks for a friend going through a tough time. It will still be there long after we have all gone.