Yes, several times. Once for a trail ride to a volcano in Costa Rica. View and the trip were really cool, but the horse was reluctant. He didn't want to go. The only time I could get him to trot was when he knew we were going home.
Yes. Several times. I took lessons as a teen and learned I much prefer the English style of riding rather than bumping along on a Western saddle. I haven't ridden a horse in a few years though.
David
The chief cause of failure in this life is giving up what you want most for what you want at the moment.
Not since I was in college, but yes. Had friends in high school with horses, been on a few horse packing elk hunts out west that sort of thing... Have some friends here in TX with horses, but I wouldn't want to subject the poor animal to my weight now...
Yes, only once. The &%#@$ thing bounced me all over the place and then bit me when I got off. All you folks from Texas can just withhold the comments about me being a wuss. I accept that I am when it comes to horses. My neighbor has one and I used to feed it an apple everyday, but it bit me as well. I guess I give off an aroma that triggers a feeding frenzy in those animals for human flesh. Now I just admire them from a distance. Lovely creatures!
I used to go when I was a teen. One time there was a large group of us riding the trail. It seems one horse didn't like his rider because every time we rode by trees with low branches, this horse would head right for them. In fact at one point, we were riding through some close brush when suddenly there was a thump from behind, some swearing in this persons native tongue, and a riderless horse passing us on the trail.
Yes, once. Unfortunately, turns out I'm about as allergic as you can get to horses. After a 1 hour ride, my eyes were bugged out about 2 inches, and swollen completely closed for 2 days!
Knowing that I have this problem, I of course avoid horses like the plague.
We were in Germany about 15 years ago, going up to Mad Ludwig's castle. Because it's up a long hill, they have horse drawn carriages to take you up there, or you can walk. As we were walking by the horses to walk up, one swished his tail and hit me in the face. 3 hours later, I could breathe again!
I swear they know, and look for every opportunity to get me!
You don't need a parachute to skydive, you only need a parachute to skydive twice.
I rode Hunter-Jumpers for years in the 80's, up to six days a week. I loved the partnership with the horse, the adrenaline rush, and the element of danger. Got started because I was dating an avid equestrian, got out when I went to grad school and couldn't afford ANY hobby, much less an expensive one.
Getting proficient in an English saddle won me a bunch of money one day. I was out at another barn (cutting horses) when the grizzled old trainer allowed as how anybody who rode bouncin' a$$ English wouldn't stay on a workin' hoss. I bet him 20 bucks I could stay on his best cutter in my English hunter saddle for as long as he wanted. Won the bet, then bet him double or nothing that I could do it without stirrups. Won that one, too.
When I was a kid I had horses and burro's and rode all the time bare back ... when our kids got to be about 6/7 years old we found a "dude ranch" in Colorado that was small and very family oriented ... we went back year after year and formed close ties with the owner and his family.
Each year we rode for 6 days of the week in the San Juan Natl forest ... our children loved the experience (as did my wife and I) and were very sad when the family sold the ranch after being in operation as a guest ranch for over 50 years ...
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