bI took riding lessons there for several years; my favorite horse was a great, tall gentle gelding named Cadet. I never had to "tell" him what to do, he knew the drill and we would trot and canter round and round the ring with the filtered light from the tall windows above us shining down. Occasionally, we would go to the Park-there was an equestrian entrance there and a corral where we would go around in two tiers-one group going clockwise the other counter clockwise. What a dust storm we would kick up. I do believe the place burned down and I don't know if the horses were saved or not. For many years I kept my riding clothes and special crop but I never had to use it on Cadet. He was way too smart.