Well hereis a few
These three happened all in one week.
1. Riding a quarter horse mare I had put countless miles on. The end of a long ride we trotted up a ditch to the dirt road. She tripped going up hill, did a summersault, I went flying, landed with my body on top of my head. Hurt my neck and shouldlers, broke a helmet. Got on and rode home.
2. Probably 4 days later, riding a spooky arab mare. Other than the spooks she was super controlable, no buck bolt or rear. First, instead of trotting around a hub cap, we cleared it by three feet, which was unexpected, but set the tone for the rest of the ride. Near the end I was in the middle, we were riding at a fast canter down one of our favorite trails. We had never seen anyone else on the trail, but a teenage guy had brought his girl there for an afternoon of "fun" He must have taken a pee break and just as we were headed down the trail. He stopped in the middle of the trail and raised his arms, wearing the most absurd purple sweater(how did he get a girlfriend again? Smart and with fashion sense
) and all the horses came to spectacular sliding stops, with us doing syncronized unscheduled dismounts over their heads. I sat up just in time to see Mr Fashion Sense and his scantilly clad girlfriend scampering off through the bush.
3. 2 days later. Decided to take a very well broke gelding I was super confident on for a trail ride. Nice flat hay feild, I let him out for a run. Just picked up speed and his cinch broke, he jumped and the saddle slid off his side, I landed in such a way that my tightly laced boot(came up past my ankle) was ripped off, my tail bone was bruised, shoulder re-injured and a second helmet broken. I woke up to the puzzling sight of my laced up boot sitting next to me, still laced up. Only later I found out I had torn a bunch of tendons in my ankle, resulting in wearing a brace for 2.5 years and not being able to ride with stirrups for 6 months.