Oh, galloping. How I love it.
My first gallop was in the turnout field at my old barn. On Beau.
My friend Jessie and I, we decided to race her TB Justin against my QH in the turnout field.
Beau won, and I'm assuming the only reason he did was because the distance wasn't long enough for Justin to get up to his full speed. Possibly because Justin was around 17 and Beau was only 7 as well, but I'm thinking it was more the distance thing.
It was probably the most exciting moment of my life. He was in a bitless bridle, which was actually easier to slow him down with at the time, and man my horse can fly.
Galloping bareback.. I've done that too. Almost fell off, lmao. It gets sort of bumpy when they're going top speed. X)