Hey im hollie,

i dont own my own horse and im not an experienced rider but i did go on this cruise thing in spain ewhere you ride the horses around the mountain and back with leader.

its bad cos the horses do the same thing hour after hour, day after day, year after year.

even though they are well care for and VERY fit you dont control them at all they know where they are going.

but i went on as agitated horse and it kept giving a bit of a kick and ran me into a treee D: eek lol

Ohh, maybe I would also tell something about my worst riding lesson(s).

I remember three horrible lessons. I can't say which was the worst.

1) I was something around 15yrs old and riding a young mare which tended to turn wild. And when she turned wild she ran away, bucked and took reins out of the rider's hand. You can guess that most of those who tried to gallop with her dropped off. I was (and I'm still) pretty sensitive rider and when this happened I was also suffering a moderate fear of riding.

Well, I was afraid and told the teacher that I simply wouldn't dare to gallop. And what did the teacher do? She told me that I shouldn't whine but gallop. "Yea you're a big girl so don't whine but go". You can believe that it made a teenage girl feel bad. I was the verge of tears.

2) It was a winter and whole the arena (there isn't an indoor arena at the riding school where I ride) was frozen solid. My mount tried to run away. The speed wasn't very high, I was abreast of it what he was doing and managed to slow him but despite that he almost slided. It was pretty scary.

3) It was winter, whole the arena frozen solid and my mount ran away (not so fast) again. Because of the previous time I didn't dare to interfere in the situation enough (I thought that if I try to check her too much / take a volte I'll upset her balance and it's dangerous. Especially because I had seen how this mare almost ran afoul of her own legs once when the arena was absolutely unfrozen and sleek).

I managed to ride and stop the mare towards the fence of the arena. She ran away three times and I stopped her towards the fence everytime. This is the only time when riding has made me shaking.

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My worst time was a year after a terrible leg accident and 3 weeks after a second operation to remove the metal pin that had been inside my bone.
But I was determined and didn't wanted to waste this chance. It was my first real visit to Tunisia.
We went in August for a ride, it was hot and the moment we left town I was dying for water. We stopped at a little boutique and he bought me a 1,5 liter bottle of water, for wich I was very gratefull. Then he said to me to follow him and 5 minutes later we were in a gallop with the desert stretched out before us. I felt uncomfortable in my back and the same moment I really had to stop because all my muscles were in stress.
I saw him gallopping into the sahara, his horse so natural and with such a speed, I was jalous but in much pain.
He returned to me, where I had been able to come at a place -where tourists riding their dromedares, were having a break and he let me ride his horse, because he thought maybe I felt more comfortable riding his horse. I was so tired of myself having pain, but I managed to climb up. I felt a little uncomfortable with all those tourists nearby and I held the reins too short, the horse - Tornado- he reared inmediately, my knees where not inplace at the sadle, my back hurted - I felt - I left my right foot in the stirrup, while I was laying on the ground.
"I am allright! " I shooted inmediately. But I didn't dare to say my ankle hurted as well as my back!
Later that day my ankle was swollen up and I couldn't get out of my bed because of my stressed muscles in my back I stayed there for three days as an old lady.
This was my first romantic ride into the Sahara!

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I don't have any amazing stories, as I'm a very new rider, but I have had a couple of frustrating lessons! Especially the ones during which Hank and I spend the entire lesson doing 360's, mostly because he decides to go one way, I say he should go another, and he does a full circle. Fun.

Or just plain stopping in the middle of the arena. Going along fine, then...nothing.

Ahhh, my Hanky. Half Paint, half Thoroughbred, all attitude.

I posted this on my blog yesterday:

I had a make-up riding lesson today, because Hank was being a butt head yesterday and ignoring me--and Krystin. Not a good boy! But, oh so handsome.

Today Hank was totally filthy when we went to get him from the pasture...he had rolled in mud. Lovely. Krystin rode Francis with us, and that seemed to help Hank be more confident and relaxed. He responded quickly and calmly. We had a great ride! Until...

Hank saw some poles lying outside the arena, poles which we had already passed about six times, but they were on the other side (we had switched directions) so now they were scary poles. I was riding along, not paying attention, grooving on the fact that I was riding a horse and having a good time, when WHOOSH! Hank sidestepped, tried to turn, and tried to back up all at once. I lost my balance a little, hunched forward which is a big no-no, and squealed like a little girl. Also not a good idea. It took me a couple of seconds to get myself together and tell him "whoa" and sit deeply in the saddle. When I did, he responded quickly and calmed down. So, partially my fault for not responding quickly enough in the right way, and partly Hank's fault for being a big sissy. Of course I felt like a complete moron. Sometimes I get frustrated with taking only one lesson a week--seems like it will take forever to get any skills at all. Family budget be damned! :)

Then I went to Whole Foods for groceries and got myself a big candy bar. All is well. :)

My worst riding day was the second day of jumping Sampson and he was doing great and all the sudden ran out on every stinkin jump! this went on for another hal an hour and I was in tears and finally I booted him over them but he was soooo bad! and now he is fine, just had a bad day.

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I had mine a week before last week, when we all had laziest horses. It wasn't because I had a lazy horse but it was because of the tension (complaining and windging) between instructor and one of the rider.

He was kept on complaining that the horse does not keep his head high and slows down and does not run and whole lot stuff which made the whole lesson boring, dull and really annoying.

I like riding but I like to ride when others are happy too, I am not a person who is like "if I am good I don't care about rest". I cannot operate if there is tension around, and that is the main thing which puts me off from any work/activity. After that lesson I really started to consider thinking about carrying on or not. However that changed in last and yesterday lesson.

Strangely enough since then our instructor didn't come for past two lessons, I wonder what happened there. Though our covering instructor said she'll return next week. I don't know the inside story nor I want to know, though I would rate that lesson as the worst so far.

Regards

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Yeah, it's not always horses that ruin things! ;) Riding is supposed to be fun, people!

Well, lets see, I don't know which one was worse so I will just share both.

1) I was nine and riding a horse for a doctor friend of my dad's. He was thinking about buying it for his daughters who were younger than me. My brother and I were loping down a dirt road when my horse saw the boogeyman in a vacant lot to our right. He went left and I didn't. It took 3 surgeries, 4 steel screws, 1 steel pin, an external fixator, and 3 1/2 months of a useless arm to get me back to kinda normal.

2) I was training this huge red roan mare when I was 15. I got into too big of a hurry and tried to push her into riding in the pasture before she was ready. She spun and bucked (and she could really buck) and I ended up landing on the side of my head and my shoulder. I layed in the pasture for about 3 hours thinking that I had broken my neck. Anyway, eventually my body started tingling and I could finally move, kinda. I crawled back to the house (about a quarter mile away) and called my mom. I spent nearly a month going to the chiropractor every other day. I still have back and neck problems.

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i would have to say that my worst lesson was when me and my gelding where at the trainers and he had us working buffalo. If no one has ever worked with buffalo DONT! they are super fast adn sneaky and can be mean and i have had them charge me when im tryin to work them. But anyways...this gelding isnt the fastest but he can sit on his ass and turn on a dime. We where mad galloping (as the trainer was barking things for me to do) across the long side of the indoor when the buffalo totally duked us adn did a dead stop adn turned in teh oposite directions. I went to put the gelding in a sliding stop because i knew the that buffalo was gone... well my gelding sparky reared up and came over backwards on me...wearing a cutting saddle...cutting sadles all have huge horns so that horn busted 3 ribs. so i layed on the ground and was crying and the trainer just yelled at me to get up...that was the worst lesson i think i have ever had!!!!