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        12-03-2012, 11:44 AM
      #41
    Yearling
    I was probably 10, 11. I took saddleseat lessons at a fancy show barn (a certain former Star Trek actor kept some horses in training there...) and was finally given the chance to go out on a trail ride, just me and the instructor. Not sure why, but for some reason to me this meant I was a really talented rider (I think this just really meant I was so hopeless in my saddleseat lessons they threw me on an old pony and shoved me out the door, out of sight, out of mind...).

    Anyway, no less than 5 minutes into the ride, we go up a steep hill, instructor says to lean forward a little and let the pony have her head to accelerate. Said pony proceeds to lurch into a wild canter, throwing me clear over her head. I land on my back, looking up at a tiny pony hoof perched right over my face, pony staring down at me like "what in the world," but keeping her little foot lifted gracefully over my face. Ride is over, back to the barn walking the pony from the ground, never to be taken out on the trails again.
         
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        12-14-2012, 03:44 PM
      #42
    Foal
    Red face

    Hold on, hear the mini-story first... I was interning at a fairly nasty barn once, one of those show stables where the trainer is the owner and the owner is all about the money.

    So, naturally, I suppose they didn't care about me. I was working my butt off for free, every day. The previous stable I had gone to was professional, a place with an amazing, well-mannered, modest man and well-trained, well-cared for horses. The worst I had dealt with was a pony that tried to bite my boot or a QH that sniffed in my pockets. The horses there were so well-mannered that I could stuff them with treats and they wouldn't bite or get nasty about it. So, when the owner of the nasty stable told me not to FEED three horses in particular, a pony and two horses, I said OK. Feed. I went into those horses' stalls one day to pick out their feet, because I had learned that the owner's horses only had their feet cleaned once every five weeks when trimmed. I handled the pony well. I remembered how horses toss heads when demanding respect, so when the pony tried ear-pinning and looking mean at me, I flicked my hands in the air at him and moved him around a little bit. In a few minutes I was petting him and cleaning his packed feet out. I then went to the biggest horse's stall.

    HUGE mistake. Now mind you, there's no signs, no locks, nothing special to see. Just a dirty horse in a dirty stall like all the other school horses. He was in plain sight, not hidden away or anything secret. I went in, and he pinned at me and gave a nasty look. He kept trying to get in my space, so I would flick my hands at him and he'd keep the distance. I tried to edge around him in the stall like I had with the pony to get to a spot where I could pet him and clean out his hooves. Somehow, I even ended up with my back in the corner of the stall because he was so big, and he still didn't try anything extreme. I figured, this isn't good, he doesn't want me in here and I better get out. He wasn't calming down. The gate was in such a way that I'd have to turn my back on him to get to it, and I didn't want to do that, so I went full-circle around him. Once out of the corner, he stayed where he was and didn't try moving into my space again. I put my hand out to let him know I was moving into his other blind spot, his rear. I remember my fingertips just grazing the side of his butt, looking at my hand as the skin SEIZURED, he whirled around eyes blazing teeth out, my eyesight went out for a second in shock as he grabbed my arm with his teeth and then THREW me at the stall wall. He didn't quite get the momentum to slam me, because he only had the skin of my arm, not a good hold, and I slipped out of his mouth in the air to spin around mid-air and land on my stomach. I looked over and saw him pressed close to the opposite wall, wringing his tail and pinning his ears. I picked up the hoof pick and limped out in time to hear the owner, just a few feet away and having KNOWN I went into that stall for a good two-five minutes, hollered, "Oh, hey, be careful, he'll throw you."
    There were two trainers, and the one who didn't give me the internship papers said, about the one who DID and told me to have free will with the horses, "She said she didn't want you in any of the stalls."
    The big humbling part was the long limp home over 25 acres and 4 pasture gates with a badly broken arm and a paralyzed left side. They knew I was hurt and didn't offer a ride home or even to check up on me later. I was covered in poo, by the way, so the snob riders who already hated me because I didn't have a horse at the moment and bothered with dirty horses, got a good laugh seeing me limp home in such a way.
         
        12-14-2012, 10:58 PM
      #43
    Foal
    Hrm I guess my most humbling experience was when I was jumping a horse who hadn't jumped before. We were doing good so my trainer was about to get out the video camera for his owner to watch (she was always scared to jump him, he was a barrel horse, NOT a jumper!) well no sooner did she do that did I totally bite the dust and ended up getting kicked accidentally and my whole leg was cut and bruised.
         
        12-14-2012, 11:31 PM
      #44
    Trained
    Riding my instructor's highly schooled horse. The normally beautifully round flowing ballet dancer gave me the finger big time and turned into a giraffe as I struggled to find the correct position for every body part before he resumed pretending to know I was up there. He really put me in my place!
         
        12-26-2012, 11:09 PM
      #45
    Weanling
    Quote:
    Originally Posted by Inga    
    I try really really hard to be a nice person, good Christian and to be humble. People who brag constantly, belittle others really bother me. It has been hard to be in the past to look the other way from these types. I don't get into it with them as it would be wrong. I have however had to fight the urge to wish upon them a humbling case of inopportunely timed diarrhea. With the "I don't get bucked off" or "I KNOW what I am doing" folks, I tend to find great pleasure in seeing them sail through the air when the fickle finger of fate speaks and brings them back to earth. I know, I know, I am still struggling with the "turn the other cheek" part of being Christian but I am trying.

    I can't stand the "I don't get bucked off" people. I have been riding for 5 years now, and never fallen off, but its not something I think of as bragging rights, but more of foreshadowing...its been 5 years, and I know its going to come soon.

    A lot of the time, I am confident in what I am doing, but not with the "I KNOW what I'm doing" attitude. I don't like when people tell me the simple things that I know how to do, like flexing or putting a saddle on or cinching up, but I don't mind when people are giving me tips while I'm riding, although sometimes it makes me nervous, because I am a big people-pleaser and I hate doing things wrong; it makes me feel like I let down that person.
         
        01-26-2013, 07:20 PM
      #46
    Weanling
    Riding my trainer's h/j show horse in a lesson. I could not keep him pointed where I wanted him to go, we seemed to wobble and wander all over the ring. I felt pretty crappy about my riding skills! I'd been riding her lesson mare who is pretty push button. It was really humbling trying to ride her horse.
         
        01-26-2013, 07:44 PM
      #47
    Green Broke
    So many good stories!

    Probably the worst was when I was managing a TB farm outside Louisville. The farm owner from Maryland brought a dozen people to look at some horses for possible syndication. I was very nervous around people in general and this group in particular.

    The first filly I rode out on... she sneezed and I went right over her head. There was no holding the laughter back by the audience.

    I got through the day, and the next week got a few Sneezy (the 7 dwarves)trinkets in the mail from folks who had been there.
         
        02-01-2013, 12:08 PM
      #48
    Weanling
    This is a great thread!

    When I still had my little Quarter Horse named Dutch, I showed him locally. He had a bad attitude about cantering- he was incredibly lazy and if you really weren't paying attention, he would crow hop till you were off just so he could stop cantering.

    Well, we went to fair that year with everybody and their mother. We were just warming up and all my friends took off cantering at the same time. I felt like I would show off a little- wait for them to get ahead and then ride a circle around them. Well, you can guess what happened. We did ride on up ahead but just as I told him to go faster, the buck happened, and off I went. Right in front of everybody with a nice mouth full of dirt >.<
         
        02-01-2013, 03:02 PM
      #49
    Foal
    Haha great thread! I've got a few to add..

    Starting with my second lesson ever, which wasnt necessarily humbling for me, but it sure did teach me a lesson. The instructor had put me on the sweetest pony in the barn, and I got on and started riding the lesson. It all went great until we got to cantering (with someone running next to the horse holding the reins of course) The pony decides to cut the corner and I feel myself slide to one side, saddle and all... No one had told me I needed to tighten the cinch before getting on... Luckily, once I came off, the pony gracefully jumped over me before coming to a stop a few meters further. Since then, I have checked the cinch every single time I get on xD

    Then there was the time, a few years later, where I was riding this really slow pony bareback. No one liked him since he was so slow, but I loved to ride him bareback since then he was a bit faster and I just really liked him. After cantering we're walkign the horses around to let them catch their breath, and while walking, friends are allowed to come walk next to your horse for a bit. I had brought my best friend (who also rode, but at another stable) to watch my lesson. She made a running joke we had, and I start laughing so hard that I couldnt stop myself from sliding off the pony, at a walk! That of course caused everyone to laugh at me :p

    And more recently there was the time that my trainer mixed up the lesson times, causing me to arrive an hour early, I said I would wait, but she decided to borrow a lesson horse from another trainer and put me on him. We went to canter, and the horse just trots faster and faster with me bouncing around on (and nearly off!) his back, lost my stirrups and had to grab the mane to stay on, with the result that I had no way to pull him back either.. The trainer is yelling at me to slow him down, so finally I manage to hold my balance long enough to slow him down. The rest of the class consisted of me walking on a circle while the rest of the horses cantered and jumped... The worst thing is, that I later found out that that horse is usually used for 6-10 year olds, who canter and jump him without a problem... >.<
         
        02-01-2013, 03:18 PM
      #50
    Green Broke
    Couple years ago I was working on a green paint mare I had. She was a bit oppinionated but had never given me any real trouble. I had an hour before a potential boarder came out to have a tour of the facilities, which the BO asked me to give. Horse tacked, almost done the session, just about when the potential boarder was supposed to show up. Mare throws a huge fit, broncs me off, rip my jean right through the butt, fills whats left of my pants with sand. I lay there for a second catching my breath and hear a car coming up the drive way. Still gave the tour anyways

    Probably the worst ever. I spent 4 days riding with my cousins, who all ride pure bred percherons. The last trail ride I was playing around, standing on their backs, doing "tricks", just taking advantage of riding a super wide horse. Go home, talk to my Bo and a potential boarder who is checking out the place, we get into a conversation about how long ago we fell off and I say "about 2 years". Shortly there after I hop on my arab (super narrow) bare back, we are walking in a straight line towards the pasture when I turn to say something to the BO and realize, too late, that my arab is WAY narrower than a percheron. I fall off, incredibly akwardly, right infront of the new boarder
         

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