Join Date: Oct 2009
Location: Northern Nevada
Another... um, shall I say interesting, since this is a PG forum?... day with the new horse and the sadistic women I ride with. It's cold and windy, so the horse is pretty excited to start with. Then we get all tacked up, and then have to stand around about 15 minutes while the women adjust things, yell at the dogs, and I don't know what all, which gets Nova pretty impatient ("What are we standing around for? I wanna GO!"), so I have jigging and some half-hearted attempts at bucking to deal with for the first mile. But eventually she settles down, and I think we're going to have a nice ride ahead. Shows you what I get for thinking.
The dirt road we're on zigs and zags gently down the side of a mountain for about 4-5 miles. So we get to the bottom, and I figure we'll have a nice ride back up the way we came. But no. Sadistic woman #1 says "Let's take the shortcut road* back up", and sadistic woman #2 says "Sure, let's go". So we start walking up this steep track, and I'm ok with that. Then they decide they're going to trot, and I can sorta manage that. Except I notice that they're pulling away from me, and I tell Nova "OK, trot a little faster now". But she thinks I meant "canter", and I'm holding on for dear life when she says "Whee! I'll show those guys. I'm going to GALLOP the rest of the way up."
Well, one of us enjoyed that, and she was very well-behaved the rest of the way back to the trailers.
*"Road" here being an euphemisim for "About 20 years ago some logger bladed a track, and it isn't completely overgrown yet."