Welcome to our thread Linda-we have lots of fun here and a good place to air our problems.
We've been helping a neighbor set up on a 10-acre piece, DH has a long trailer so we moved the corral panels, her water tank (2500 gallons) & today a lot of boxes. Her 5th wheel trailer came in a few days ago-it's now leveled & the pop outs are in place. A lot to be done, but many of us helping. She is doing a big party this Saturday-I have to work but will go afterwards as I'm on a day shift for now (off @ 5 p.m.)
Oh the party is sounding like so much fun! Went for a trail ride last night with one of the young girls leasing one of the ponys. Apparently Pumpkin hasnt been on many trail rides so between her going backwards and Hunter trying to turn around it took us a while to get to the trail head. Once we got in though they had a ball. Supposed to have a heat wave coming this weekend, beautiful warm and sunny for the next week at least!
Go to camping store and get a cot or air mattress to put in the trailer. Buy an inverter to plug into power source/cigerette lighter to air up mattress. Go to CVS or the like and find 100% alcohol and a couple of large metal coffee cans. Pour alcohol about 1/3 of the can and drop match in. No visible smoke and puts off plenty of heat without scent. I used these in shooting houses when I hunted up north and worked great.
I wear a helmet when I ride, every time and have done so for over 30 years. Until last night. That's when it all went wrong.
My friend asked me to help her fit her new endurance saddle for her new horse. We got everything fitted and she rode around the arena for a bit to try out her new saddle. She got off, handed me the reins and offered me her helmet and gloves. I declined on the helmet and gloves as they were both too big. Besides, I was only going for a walk around the arena to try out the newe saddle. No trotting, cantering, nothing. Heck, I didn't even bother to shorten the stirrups (which were well beyond the reach of my toes) And off we went.
Many things can happen when a horse spooks. Sometimes the rider loses his or her seat and falls off. I didn't. I was EJECTED, rodeo style.
Luckily, other than a bruised hip, a very sore lower back and leather burns one my right hand, nothing was hurt more than my pride. I cannot believe what an idiot I was, riding a new horse with a new saddle without a helmet or gloves.
I did learn something. First, I am no acrobat. The tuck and role from a mid air launch hurts like hell when you are over forty. Second, never assume you are up for a quick easy ride. The horse is assured to remind you never to make assumptions.