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!