Today Erin got to ride Big Jack, Action Jackson, Muscle Man, Big Boy, Jacko. He's 17. 2 hands high! That's one BIG boy. See.. you can't even see Erin's little head over the top of him, and let me tell you she's getting tall!! He's a Shire/thoroughbred.
For anyone who thinks riding isn't a sport, try fitting your legs around this big boy, and squeezing for an hour, and pulling back to stop him. They were both sweating by the end! He was a little more "foamy" than Erin, who pleasantly described his feet as dinner plates. He takes a bit more pull that dainty little Brooklyn who stops on a dime if you just so much as whisper, " whoa girl".