Either Totara or Rocky...
I can't remember

Bailey!

He was a palomino QH boy, I loved him! Everyone else thought he was a brat, but he was an angel for me

When we switched barns I was sad to leave him

Ohh, I remember it like it was yesterday- Through, it was 3 years ago at minimum.
I was on a Horse-Riding camp and honestly, i was just plain bad at everything. Turns out that everybody there came from horse-oriented families or at least had some experience. I had none.
Every day we had a new horse and we were choosing them by straws and the universe wasn't exactly merciful since on the First day, I got the most uncontrollable horse there- Jurašek, in English Jura.
He always found a way to unlock a stable and during the dinner when we returned to the hotel, one or two people had to left behind for another 2 hours to keep watch over him.

But honestly, he wasn't soo bad. He just didn't liked people and it was a real mistake to let kids ride him. I saw his owner once and let me tell you, He is a real sweetheart when he wants to be.

Anabelle! A calm and seasoned Oldenburg mare.

Ibex or mistral. Or a different horse i dont really remember

Bucky. He also bit my head.

I think mine was Winetou... But I was about one or two years old so you can´t speak of "riding", but "sitting on a horse". I learnt who to ride and handle a horse on a shetland pony called Teifi.

I was like 6, and his name was snowball

I wish I could was such a long time ago and it was such a beautiful black horse cracking temperament to !

Maverick! He was an absolute dream!

Butter! He was so cute.

Nicky, he was the cutest little grey ever!

DJ. He was 21 years old and so sweet.

Bookie, a tall 25 year old bay Thoroughbred. He Raced and did Polo. His race name was Book to Win. Have not been able to find his records.

Sport! A green-broke Chestnut Quater Pony! He didnt even buck or flinch just decided to sit down and let me slide off! I was 8 -.- and very much not amused as i rolled off into manure.

Prince, he basically thought me how to ride, sadly he died last year

that's really sad its hard to let go of the horse you learned to ride on

it was the Shetland pony we had, named Salty, the guy who sold her to us didnt like her, so we named her Sugar. we Loved her.

Her name was Sassy! She was my great aunt's horse, a dapple gray Arabian, and I had to have been only six years old. My great aunt had to re-home her a few years ago unfortunately due to bone spurs and family illness, and we both still miss the attitude she had.

Snoopy when I was 4 ish and I didn't stop riding him until I was 6

Nibbles, a little Shetland that we used to have. I rode him for the first time when I was about three years old. Cute little guy but really nippy (as his name suggests!). We sold him when I was about six to another little girl, he would be about 22 years old now.

Hmm.. I do not remember the name of the first horse I ever rode because it was at a fair, but when I was 5 I started taking lessons on a pony named Feiry.

The first horse that I ever rode was named Robear. He hurt his leg when he was younger, and was given to me to pretty much live out the rest of his days, which was numbered. I used the grab a piece of bailing twine, and lead him up to the gate, then hopped onto his back and lead his around the paddock. Thats when my parents realised I could actually ride, and that I was, as they put it, "a natural".

I was four.

10 years later, here I am, competing for my state with 3 other lovely horses, Passion, an arabian, Marinette, a Stockhorse X Thoroughbred, and Cuddles, a Quarter Horse.

Xander!

We went to a horse rental place and rode horses on the beach. My mom has rode Cheese-Itz.

A pony named Mickey!