- Posted July 15, 2012 by
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Terrible vacation, great photos?
How I became a “Horse Whisperer” in England
I am sure many of us know that uneasy feeling of driving in a foreign country and on top of everything else, of driving on the opposite side of the road than we are used to, which makes things even a bit trickier. To say nothing about those pesky roundabouts in the UK. So as we drove around on a vacation, admiring the beautiful countryside, we realized in dismay that we were on the wrong side of the road. Then we tried too hastily to drive over the stony and grassy middle strip to correct the mistake. But the car did not make it over the hurdle without huge damage, so we had to call for help in the middle of nowhere. We were in the south of England near to the New Forest, which is a magnificent place to visit.
This mishap happened in the late eighties, so there were no roadside phones or other conveniences that we have today. So we had to walk a bit and finally we found a rural pub, which was closed, so we had to go further into town to get help. But as we rested in front of this picturesque pub, suddenly we were surrounded by wild horses, which made up for all the inconveniences. I grew up in a rural area of southeast Hungary, so I learned to love horses at a very young age. Actually, my dear Grandfather taught me how to ride a horse as I was just four years old. So with the strength we gathered from our new friends (the horses), we made it the nearest little village and got help. So a really bad experience turned out great, and this is one of my most precious photos ever. Sadly, it was taken with a little Instamatic camera, so I just have a faded old paper copy of this cherished photo.But anyway this picture is one of my most treasured keepsakes, perfect or not. However the memory of this special afternoon always warms my heart. I can still almost smell the untamed, musky scent of the horses and hear the clip-clop of their hoofs mixed with their gentle, so familiar sounds as they were grazing around us. I was absolutely amazed that these beautiful creatures were not afraid of humans and I could pet them and hug them as if they were domestic horses. Naturally, I got smelly too and terribly dirty, but this strange encounter with these gourgeous wild horses made me so happy and saved a scary day after all. Thank You: PuakeaJutka