How many times have you fallen off?
I just had my first fall yesterday. It HURT!! I was riding along working on my canter when my horse turned to quickly and off i went... Knocked out my breath too.
How many times have you guys fallen off?
I have fallen...-counts-...seven times? I feel like I'm forgetting some. I'll go in order.
1.) I was 13 and riding my PaintX pony, my first horse. I wanted to canter, he didn't, so I started kicking, and kicking, and kicking....and he proceeding to buck me off. It was all my fault, I take full blame. That one knocked my confidence a bit, and resulted in the sell of the horse. I now have hip and knee issues, and I am also bow-legged because of this(joint dislocations).
2.) It was my 14th birthday, and my friend and I were riding two of "my" horses(they didn't belong to me, but I was their caretaker). We were galloping toward each other, and when my horse reached hers my horse stopped and I went flying over his head. No injuries.
3.) Same day as above, my 14th birthday. My friend and I were galloping along the barbed wire fence when my saddle broke. I did a back flip mid-air and landed in the fence. I was literally hanging in the air by my clothing. That ended with a severely bruised tailbone and four long gashes along my ribs from the wire. Still have the scars!
4.) I was taking this cheeky little pony through a triple combination, bareback, and after the last jump he put his head down to eat. I went flying to the side. Bruised tailbone.
5.) I was galloping my horse, Pippa, down a dirt road when something spooked her and she stopped dead in her tracks. I continued, flying over her head. No injuries.
6.) I was at a show with Pip when I wanted to show my aforementioned friend Pippa's jumping ability. The two-foot arena fence looking tempting, so I decided to take her over. Of course, she refused and off I went. The look in Pip's eyes was priceless: "Uh, you know we're supposed to stay inside the fence, right?" No injuries.
7.) I was galloping Pip down the dirt road, again. We passed the trail that led back home and she decided she was ready for dinner, so she bolted. The trails were VERY thick, and I knew I would lose a leg if I stayed on, so I bailed....right into a patch of briers. :roll: Just some scratched and mild bruises.
I'm sure I'll have plenty more stories when I start riding Sun more. :wink:
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There have been a lot of threads about this, but we all love to talk about our falls. I have fallen 14 times! That's in 11 years of riding. So more than once a year! How about that!
Congratulations on your first fall! Falling from a cantering horse is a lot more rought than most falls, like when a horse spins out from under you and you just kind of roll off his shoulder (have done that something like 5 times). My last fall was at the canter, much like yours, and it bloody well hurt! But I am 53, so I no longer bounce at all!
Uhh I honestly have no clue! I have fallen many times in 8 years.
I don't know how people can remember how many falls, and how it happened! I have never had a seriously bad fall, so maybe thats why..all of my falls, I've been able to get up and back on.
But congrats on you first fall haha it's the first of many.
I've had tons of falls through out all my years of riding but my biggest fall is the one I'll share, lol.
I had decided to bring one of my younger geldings to a show to compete in prelim. I hadn't been doing prelim for very long but my gelding, Top, had been showing a ton of promise so I wanted to take him out for his first prelim event.
So of course, that morning it had just completely poured but they decided to continue with the cross country phase. I had placed in the top 3 in dressage so I didn't want to pull out from cross country, so I went ahead and decided to take the course a bit slower to help out Top. He was going great until we hit the first water complex that had a drop into it. So I checked him a bit and he tripped right before the jump because of the footing but had so much momentum that instead of refusing, he actually still tried to jump it but only got his front legs over it and not his whole back end.
He ended up literally diving into the water complex in a half rotational fall. I stayed on him while he had is front end over the jump but as soon as he brought his back end over and started the dive, I went head first into the shallow water and landed on my head. Top landed a beside me on his side.
Top got up and just stood there. His back legs had some scratches but he was fine otherwise. I, on the other hand, got up and like drunkenly went to the side and they all yelled at me for moving because they thought I might have broken my neck or back because of the way I landed but I didn't. I just managed to bruise everything. I haven't had any problems since then but the only reason I remember everything is because it was video taped, ha.
A month later, I got the go ahead to ride and I took Top out first and we worked slowly but he hadn't lost any confidence. In fact, it felt like he was more determined then ever. So, I think it was about 5 months later and the course I fell at was having another prelim event so I went with Top and we came home winners and was one of my best horses until I had to retire him :)
Too many to count :lol:
I've fallen twice in my 12 years of riding ( 3 years western, 7 years jumping, 2 years dressage).
1st fall - around 9 years old, I was riding a sneaky little pony named Mic, after a jump he threw his head down and I went flying over his neck. Got the wind knocked out of me. the first time my grandma has seen me ride. good timing, huh?
2nd fall - around 10 years old, riding another pony who decided to stop in front of the jump. I was jumping ahead, and went over the jump. She was still standing on the other side. This was also the second time my grandma decided to watch me ride. lets just say grandma isn't allowed at the barn any more ^-^"
I honestly lost count years ago. Now, I only remember falls where I got hurt or ones that were particularly memorable for some reason or another.
Some of my stupidest:
1. I vividly remember this. It sounds crazy, but I remember being 4, sitting on Arthur on gravel. I have no idea what happened but I fell off on the gravel. Lol.
2. I don't remember falling again until a few years ago, when I was sitting on Artie with my broken collarbone bareback and bridleless, and again, no idea what happened. I wasn't paying attention and he sidestepped (from a halt...) and I fell off. Haha.
Somehow, all my falls are like that--stupid. I've never *knock on wood* fallen off when I should have. I've hung on to Molly's neck, literally riding the underside of it at a flat-out gallop this winterm in a 500-acre field, until I threw my leg up over her neck, found my inside rein, and circled her until she finally came to a trot, when I slid back on her back. I've never fallen off at a bareback gallop, which I do pretty much weekly over the summer lol, or when my horse spooks. There's something wrong with me :lol:
Twice and don't you forget it! xD.First time: (This was a few years ago). The horse I was riding refused some trotting poles, so I went over them again with her. She got cranky and I couldn't slow her down. Of course with my AMAZING balance I slipped off the side xD. I landed on my feet and my arm was only a little scratched from the saddle.Second time: I was riding a horse for the first time for an English lesson at the mostly Western horse camp I was at last year. We had to post the trot with no stirrups and the horse decided to buck. It wasn't a HUGE buck or a bucking fest, but it was enough to dislodge my awesomely balanced self :D. I went flying and rolled across the ground. I remember very clearly turning around and looking up at the sky. This was my train of thought: "What just happened? I have to go get my horse. Or I might just lay here, I just got bucked off and I can see someone else going to get him. He's not even moving anyways..." and then I popped up and got right back on. My arm was bleeding something fierce and it was swollen pretty bad (if it didn't go down in about ten minutes I would have had to go to the hospital. It didn't really but a ranch hand saved me by pointing out that I could move it just fine.)
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