Marilyn Orlando ~ 2006

It’s been rumored through friends, and the past three generations of the Orlando and Polomis families, that grandmother Marilyn ‘Toots’ Orlando, showed up for her original birthday with her boots on, and her saddle in tow. According to Marilyn’s version, and she swears the part that’s true is her mom’s account of her first words which were of course, “where’s my horse?”

Marilyn will have you wondering about the validity of reincarnation; everyone that’s ever seen her ride competitively will tell you she holds dear, an amazing kinship to the Pony Express riders of old.


She grew up on a dairy farm in Wisconsin and as a small child spent many days with her dad as he plowed fields with his team of Percherons. Tiny Marilyn would insist on riding the plow horses and would remain aboard all morning long until her dad would break for lunch and take her back to the house.

For her fifth birthday, Marilyn’s grandfather had taken pity on this child, whose legs stuck straight out from atop the draft horses and bought her, what would be the first of several ponies over the coming years. The morning that first pony arrived they unloaded her and saddled her up. Marilyn was hoisted aboard Black Beauty (really), and she proceeded to make the property rounds for the first time aboard her own horse.

Marilyn never had a formal lesson, but was taught powerful lessons by her ponies. All you have to remember about ponies is that if you let them put their heads down to eat or to frisk, it’s likely you weren’t going to go anywhere good. Case in point was a distinctive bay pony she called ‘Red Boy’, who taught her the true meaning of the word go! He would regularly rear up and run off at top speed with her. She tried hitching him to a cart and he still ran off. She marvels that she survived ‘Red Boy’s’ lessons but despite all the falls and scary looking wrecks she survived childhood relatively intact.

By the time Marilyn was old enough to attend the 4-H shows she was riding her first Arab-Pinto in gymkhana classes. She won every class they entered; it was here she laid eyes on the first Appaloosa she had ever seen. His name was Thunder, a beautiful spotted blue roan. Marilyn was awe struck as she watched him perform in his classes and marveled at his good looks, athletic abilities, and his kind attitude. He won all of his arena classes consistently, no one could best him.

She made a special point to meet and talk to his owner, and would hold his reins, talk to and pet him during the breaks in his class schedule. It was then and there that Marilyn swore her next horse would be an Appaloosa.

In 1976, Marilyn now married and with her own family, moved to California. It had been almost 14 years since she’d vowed to have her own Appaloosa. Having never lost the urge to ‘GO’ Marilyn started looking and found Deuce’s Tippecanoe, a black, snow flake spotted roan mare that she campaigned at regional gymkhana events. As the years rolled by Marilyn replaced ‘Tippi’ with a new speedster, June Moon, who was an Appaloosa/Arabian cross who closely matched ‘Tippi’ in color, right down to her spots.

Marilyn had hoped that when she found June Moon, that she had at last, found a horse she would be able to compete on in distance riding, but the mare had other ideas and insisted that she was a speed event horse. The duo burned up the California Gymkhana Association circuit and ended up wining the High Point of the Year award at the regional level. The duo had also qualified and went on to the state finals where they ended up the Champions of 3 out of their 6 events! Once Marilyn retired June Moon to broodmare status, she started another hunt and this time it would be for an Appaloosa she could fulfill her long awaited dream of competitive trail and distance riding.

After much searching Marilyn found Chickasaw, an Appaloosa / race-bred Quarter Horse cross. The pair started training and once fit, Marilyn made the decision to enter her first NATRC race. They placed third overall at their first ride. Destiny bound, it turned out to be an epiphany of sorts for Marilyn; she knew that she had at last, found her niche in life with her beloved Appaloosas.

1997 Cal-Western Appaloosa Show Horse Association’s Hall of Fame Inductee Irish Coffee 76 From Chickasaw, Marilyn moved on to Irish Coffee 76 and then Mtn. Mist Mirage. If those names sound familiar, they should, Marilyn trained and rode both these great geldings into the Cal-Western Appaloosa Show Horse Association Hall of Fame, and earned numerous awards and titles in sanctioned programs offered by the Appaloosa Horse Club, American Endurance Riders Conference, and the International Arabian Horse Association, to name but a few.

She has spent 20 years and covered more than 5,000 miles in her sanctioned endurance / competitive trail career. Her accomplishments have appeared in major all-breed, and breed equine publications, local and state newspapers, California lifestyle magazines, and online news pages. As for posterity, she and Irish Coffee 76 have been immortalized in 2 original paintings by artists who were taken away by the ‘soul & spirit’ of Marilyn and her equine partner.

She has earned great respect in the breed and open, all breed world, for demonstrating the Appaloosa’s ability at events that prove their hardiness, speed, endurance and ‘can do’ dispositions. Just as the Nez Perce horse of the American frontier earned his place in history, so has Marilyn and her ‘flying spots’ in the distance community. All have come to know and respect Marilyn and her Appaloosas over the past twenty years of intense competition.

Marilyn is quick to point out that without her pit crew, which has always consisted of one very able bodied, enthusiastic fan; husband Frank. None of her rides would have been possible without him. He acted as the cool down expert at the checkpoints, the cheering section, the food and water man, tissues for the tears and a pocket full of band aids for the mishaps, and always Marilyn could count on that warm, prideful smile when she stormed over the finish line at trails end.

It is also important to note another outstanding feature of the Orlando’s distance and competitive trail program. They have always taken the greatest of care of their horse family members, and to this day, both of her Hall of Fame Champions, Irish Coffee 76 and Mtn Mist Mirage, nicker greetings to visitors who happen by the barn.

Both are sound and content and regularly go on leisurely trail rides with Frank and Marilyn through the golden hills of their California home. Trail rides these days are moving at a much more leisurely pace, and heaven knows, they’ve ‘all’ earned it.


Story by Patti Ansuini © 2004



 

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