Memories of the rider I was decades ago, galloping bareback, seat balanced in the bliss of ignorance. Thirty years later, there's a war between my mind's love of flying and my body's memory of falling. I just want to ride again without fear.
Friday, April 29, 2011
Poor Guy
He slipped on the pavement and lost his rider. Oh well, there were only two billion people watching from around the world. Who hasn't been embarrassed sometime in life? He was just fine. (And his rider was too.)
How mortifying. I am sure his buddies talked about that over a pint! Apparently, the horse made its way back home on its own. The horses in the procession were so beautiful!
Terrible! You'd think they wise up with how much pavement riding they do, and use rubber/co polymer shoes!
Um, was embarrassed terrible yesterday...but it was my mares doing.. We met some other riders and horse s, going home..mine thought they would turn around hey ahead of her (guessing) she leapt into canter on a road...they stood and watched this chick(me) on TB bitless, bareback pad.. I stopped her but...an embarrassed. Think the mare just LOST her bitless status.
4 comments:
Oh no! Poor horse and rider!
How mortifying. I am sure his buddies talked about that over a pint! Apparently, the horse made its way back home on its own. The horses in the procession were so beautiful!
OMG! LOL!
Terrible!
You'd think they wise up with how much pavement riding they do, and use rubber/co polymer shoes!
Um, was embarrassed terrible yesterday...but it was my mares doing..
We met some other riders and horse s, going home..mine thought they would turn around hey ahead of her (guessing) she leapt into canter on a road...they stood and watched this chick(me) on TB bitless, bareback pad..
I stopped her but...an embarrassed.
Think the mare just LOST her bitless status.
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