I ride my friend's Arab most of the time. He's a good boy, kinda fat, a bit lazy, and he expects me to actually ride, which works out fine most of the time. Well, we've been working on my two point and going over trot poles and maybe six inch "crossrails." (I use quotes because there's not much to cross there!)
Yesterday he decided he could just trot over everything rather than jumping, so we moved it up a bit. I think it messed with my head! All of the sudden I was all over the place, and he's not going to save me. There was the time he stumbled twice and I went off sideways flat on my back. OUCH! Then there was the time I asked and he gave, but I wasn't actually prepared. Then there was a dead stop and he spun away while I kept going.
Then today I rode this QH mare who needs a bit of work. Just a little trail ride, right? No big deal, right? Well, out in the harvested field a quail flies up, she spins and then crowhops repeatedly. I basically pulled myself off I think... the one-rein stop wasn't working so well for me with a halter and lead rope and completely unwilling to flex.
Yeah. Let's hope I'm done with the falling for a while- back to working on my form perhaps!