In my weekly blog, “Amateur Equestrian Confessions,” I share the passion and the pain of one of the most endearing pursuits in the world, horseback riding.
At a recent street sale, my son picked up an oil painting featuring an 18th century English Hunt scene. I felt a wave of nostalgia when I took in the velvet hunt cap. But then I remembered that those helmets had none of the safety features we count on today like MIPS and other technology that reduces rotational force. The classic novel Black Beauty, by Anna Sewell, opens on a hunt scene in which a young man is thrown from his horse and dies. It was a terrifying children’s
