Simple poll, simple answers. Expound, if you wish.
Yes.
Yes, many times.
Yes. Several times. Always on one of those follow the leader type tours using old, tame horses. 
Yes – and I’ve even fallen off a horse while riding it. (Without getting hurt, fortunately)
Yes, once, on vacation, at the behest of my girlfriend (now wife). I didn’t really want to, but she hadn’t really wanted to go scuba diving either. As it turned out, I’ve never been on a horse since, but she wound up doing over 100 dives.
Most of the people who respond to this poll are going to be horse-riders. As I’m writing this, it’s currently 17-zip.
When I was 14, I visited a relative’s farm in Kansas. Somehow the subject of riding came up, so my relative saddled up four horses for us to ride. “Andra, you ride Daisy. Stephany, you ride Mr. Dimples. Deanna, you ride Snowflake. tdn, you ride SATAN.” This beast had fire coming out of its nostrils. It was ten feet tall. It was covered in swastikas. I knew I was going to die that day.
So I mounted up. I was told to give him a kick in the thighs. I gave him the barest tap. It was a little love tap. Satan took off like a bat out of hell. I hung on for dear life. Please God, don’t let me die a virgin in the middle of goddam KANSAS!
But I got it under control. My cousin Stephany and I ended up going for a nice long ride up a dirt road. It was fun. But man, my ass hurt when I was done.
Used to.
I rode all the time before July something-or-other, 1965 when I fell off and cracked my head on a rock. Only once since then.
I’ve ridden maybe two dozen times in my life, mostly on paths through Ohio woods, and once in the foothills of the Sangre de Cristo mountains in New Mexico. I like riding when I get the chance, but no so much that I’m dying to do it again.
When we do cattle brandings, for the most part we still do them the old fashioned way. Except for some of the far pastures where we’ll send a 4 wheeler, everyone’s horseback for several days bringing them in and the wranglers are horseback during the roping. Down along the rivers and in the canyons it’s absolutely the only way to get in and out.
My parents used to take my brother and I riding at the now-defunct (overrun by housing developments) Buck Norad Stables in San Jose.
Yup, but not nearly as much as I’d like to.
We used to go on vacation in various areas of New England when I was a kid, and go trail-riding sometimes. Now, my husband’s cousins, who have Thanksgiving at their house every year, have horses. So I get to ride maybe once a year, with the kids.
I grew up around horses. One of my bigger regrets as a child was that I didn’t take more advantage of the availability of horses as a kid.
Yes, I grew up in farm country. Rode a horse a couple of times.
Yes and I don’t want to any longer. I could have two months ago and didn’t.
Nope :(. The nearest thing to a horse I’ve ever ridden was a pony at some event when I was around 6 years old.
…I nearly fell asleep on top of it.
I put yes, but not since I was a child. Technically I’ve been on a horse, but it was those pony rides.
When I was in kindergarten the class visited a farm, and we all got a chance to ride a horse. I held back out of total fear, so finally was the last kid to ride. Of course that’s when they took the class picture . . . of unhappy me, on this ginormous beast, with all the happy kids in the foreground.
Yes, ( A lot in 1959 & 1960 ) & used to rope calves in small town rodeos also.