The times I fall off anymore are when the horse is blowing a cork and no amount of whoa is going to stop it. I don't want the horse to stay anywhere around me until it calms down. Sometimes I get up just in time to see the horse going over the hill and sometimes they turn right around and come back. Last fall I had a horse buck me off at a roping and I tried to keep hold of the rein. To make a long story short I dislocated a finger and went to the hospital and eventually had $5000 worth of surgery on it to reattach the tendon. My view may change later but for now I think I would rather walk home than risk getting stepped on or hurt again and I don't fall off often enough to make it an important part of my training.
There's nothing like the Rockies in the springtime... Nothing like the freedom in the air... And there ain't nothing better than draggin calves to the fire and there's nothing like the smell of burning hair. -Brenn Hill