Sure, there's Pistol, which feels like something a self-respecting cowboy might name a horse, and Belle, which also taps into my Western fantasy. But my steed for the week is leggy grey Quarter Horse, Goblin. I'm surprised by his mischievous name, given his soft brown eyes and gentle soul, and I'm not the only one: "His last rider didn't think he looked like a Goblin," admits guest lead, Lauren.
We do it because we like to see these kids coming out and riding horses. You don't get that opportunity. And there's only few and far, you know, few and far between. And you can still do this. And to ride on the beach is just incredible. And you just to see the kids and just enjoying their lives and getting out here and seeing something we never get to see.
"I had to let myself feel the pain, the grief, the gratitude of being given my life back. The thought of almost dying while doing something I loved was unimaginable...I don't know if fate is real or not, or if there is truth behind destiny, but I do believe that everything that happens in life provides an opportunity."