OK, maybe I should begin earlier. I was born in Youngstown, Ohio, and grew up in a little town called Salem. I got that little-girl dream of having a pony. Several, actually. I grew up raising horses, goats, rabbits, ducks, geese, turkey and chickens. I even showed my horse in the local 4-H club, and some American Quarter Horse Association shows www.aqua.com.
During my senior year in high school, working part-time at a hardware store, I met a guy who also worked as a raft guide on the New River in West Virginia. One thing led to another, and I was taking my first road trip after graduation to visit him in good ol’ West Virginia.
I thought the place was amazing. Everything about it just felt right. The little town of Fayetteville was like a small town you see on a post card – the mountains, river-just absolutely gorgeous.
I moved down to WV to become a horseback trip guide. I lived in one of those little trailers that fits in the bed of a pick-up truck (except this was on blocks in the middle of a cow pasture at a place called Granny’s). I did have electricity, but I had to walk through the pasture and bypass the grazing cattle and gigantic cow patties to get to the bathroom.
This is the part where those menacing turkeys came in and we had to carve our way through the flock with our paddles, or “guide sticks,” as we call them.
I finally ended up following “that guy” down here to stay permanently. We got married, bought a house in that post card-cute town of Fayetteville and couldn’t be happier. I’ve been working in the Tourism Industry now for 11 years, and I feel very fortunate to have a job at ACE www.aceraft.com because I love my job, and I know that there are few people who can say that and truly mean it.
Give a shout here if you know what I mean.