Horseback Riding: Where can it be done for cheap?

http://www.highcountryhorses.com.au/

Half Day - $90

It just seems to be really expensive these days (probably due to insurance costs). And that doesn't just seem to be confined to where you are -- here in Mass., it seems to run at least $75 for an hour. http://www.orchardhillequestriancenter.com/Intro_lesson.html

I know I sound like an old fart but I recall rather well that $75 used to cover a course of several lessons. Ah well.

Dadpad,
I purposely mentioned Hollywood in order to give an idea where I live. I'm not about to swim across the ocean to Australia just to ride a horse.

& Jespah,
Psssshhhh, that's why I always wish I lived during those times. 10cent ice cream, a few dollars for a bike....
And of course the pay was smaller. Hah. That's the flaw in my daydream...

Uh, I ain't old enough to remember 10 cent ice cream. I'm born during the Kennedy Admin.

I exaggerated a little. I'm just speaking of the "good old times" in general. The ones I missed.

No harm -- my parents certainly remember stuff like that. We moved to NY in 1972 and my father was appalled that gasoline was -- shudder -- 32 cents per gallon.

Ahahahahhahahahhah. Oh wow.
Goodness, how times have changed.

I remember when my family moved from Russia to the United States, and we didn't yet understand the difference in currency and often bought expensive things thinking they were cheap... Hah. But once we lost most of our savings, we began to think America was an expensive country and that people weren't being paid enough to be able to purchase what they need and want. (Though, really, I guess we were just shopping at the wrong stores...)
Then, the economy went down, and what we thought, indeed became true.
Turns out that back then, everything was swell. What we'd give to be back when "everything was expensive", because really, it wasn't at all.

I bet you've led an interesting life.

Where in Russia do you hail from (not that I know much)? My ancestry is kinda, sorta, Russky but mainly it's areas of Eastern Europe that have changed hands several times -- Romania, Poland, whatever. Helfino. Most of them moved either here or Israel. Here in the 1920s or so, Israel in the 1970s and 1980s. Plus I have a small branch of relations in Sweden. Hmm.

yep i know



Why not?

Well if you won't visit then go hire "The Man from snowy river" video.
Thats my backyard.

Oh, wow, they're scattered all of the place, aren't they?
I'm from a small town in Siberia-- the coldest part where snow could pile up to over 5 feet high. Hah.
I actually miss that now. California was not easy to adjust to after all the cold I was used to.

& ahah you actually remembered the Russian word for "Russian" -- "Russky". Haha. Awesome. I like you.

I am confused....?
Dadpad, what are you talking about....?

Well, thank you.

I like ya, too.

I bet you do spectacularly better in the cold than I do. Then, that's not hard to do -- I seem to be cold all the time.

I'm the opposite. I'm hot all the time. Heh.

Then you should meet my husband (he posts on here as Region Philbis). We don't even argue about the temperature anymore (being married almost 18 years will do that to ya). I just hand him ice water and he hands me a sweatshirt. It's all good.

Hahahahahaa. Wow. Well, whatever works!
What do you two do about the air conditioner/heater?
Or you just don't bother?

He has to put the air conditioners in so unless it's super-sweltering, he won't bother. As for heat, that's easy. Fifty blankets for me, half a sheet for him (well, I exaggerrate but it sometimes feels like that).

Another more valid option is to ditch the earthquake prone West Coast and move to the the East Coast. To better describe the move, from the Butt of the country to the head ... (NYC for instance).

http://www.nycgovparks.org/sub_things_to_do/facilities/af_horseback_riding.html

Hiss!

I'm from LA, RadandRandom, though I now live in New Mexico. I'd see what is available in the northern areas of the san fernando valley. Chatsworth? I'm just guessing.

They used to have riding in Griffith Park, but I don't know if that is still happening. Worse news is that I had an early friend who had a bad mishap there, but that was a zillion years ago.

Hahahaha. Oh wow. That's horrible! Haha. And the entire night, he has to keep throwing off the covers that wander off onto his side of the bed while you scrounge for another free inch of cover you can add to your several-foot-high pile of blankets.
I guess it's a win-win situation then!