Join Date: May 2010
Location: the middle of nowhere!
I've fallen off twice... Both times thanks to dogs. The first time, my brother and I were riding (taking lessons, but not very conventional... long story, generally wasn't a good thing) and a dog came out of the cornfield we were riding by. My brother was afraid of dogs like many little kids and tried to shoo the dog away--while holding the reins! His horse bolted and thanks to the herd instinct, mine followed suit. My brother and our teacher, who was riding double with him, hit the ground in a few seconds. I managed to stay on almost until the horse stopped. I hit the ground about 10 feet from the corral where he stopped!
The second time, the dog popped out right under my horse and scared him. He took off and a kid riding with me whipped his horse around to cut him off. Smokey stopped and I went off sideways. I was set to ride it out (I'd dropped the reins) so I wasn't ready for a sudden stop. Sprained my ankle. Almost gave up riding completely because I wasn't allowed on a horse until the ankle healed and by then I'd gotten too worked up.
Haven't fallen since, but I've ridden several horses. :) I'll probably take my next spill soon as I'll be riding a high-strung retired barrel racer. Oh well, I'll live!
(What's your story, btw?)
<3 There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man. ~Winston Churchill