Aside from mud racing, Izaak loved being in the saddle. He has been known as a cowboy every since he was little. He spent his time in the mud with our dad, Tony, and spent his time in the saddle with our mom, Consequela. He was my moms little cowboy. His horses’ name was Jenny and she was his bestfriend. Jenny would let Izaak do anything and everything he wanted to do. He had her well over half his life. Anytime I rode with Izaak he was either right by my side or running back and forth from the front of the line to the back. He was always on the go. I loved always having him to talk to during the wagon trains. The month he passed, he went on a wagon train with Mama, Brent, and Eli. He took a video of these two miniature ponies hooked up to a wagon and said, “Hanging with my bros.” He enjoyed seeing the different kind of horses or mules hooked up to the wagons. When he was little he hooked up our two dogs, Copper and Coop, to his toy wagon because he saw Brent do it probably 100 times. Izaak always payed attention to the stuff that he found exciting. Both riding communities, horses and side by sides, miss you deeply.