Sparkles
Well-Known Member
Yes. After yesterdays shonanigans [see 'not so quiet hack!' post lol] we went to do the original ride we planned yesterday [before we accidently bumped into the hunt].
So today, off we twaddle merrily up the hill to go through the gulley again and over yander....I'm on the youngster again and my first-time-hunts-in-pink-wellied-friend came on my horse [ex-racer,not the one she had yesterday lol...he's only field fit so a bit knackered today after his expedition lol!].
So off we go.
Get to the same bit as we went head first into the huntmaster y/d...
And there we meet a flying deer.
Yes. A FLYING DEER.
A.Frigging.Flying.Deer.
Up the vertical cliff of the gulley to the left of us, a deer was in the middle of running down it, saw us and froze in midrun but gravity took over going down the cliff and instead of stopping it carried on going! Well. Froze in mid air then gravity took over again, like a flipping cartoon sketch where they're running in midair before they drop down the cliff lol!!!
So yes. A flying deer...or 'Britannia Airways' as I renamed it. LOL.
Anyway. Britannia now, dropping out the blue like that right on top of us practically...needless to say made the horses spook a little bit.
And by a little bit I mean my one my friend was on spinning a rather mounted-games like 180 and tearing off flat out back down the field [which is erm, rather steep!]. Friend was wrapped round his neck galloping [think thelwell picture...arms AND legs wrapped roung neck and head by ears!!!] and unfortunately parted company with him halfway down the hill......
I'm at this point having a hoot on youngster who's now not only bothered by Britannia but now has my lad broncing off flat out on his own down the field to contemplate too....interesting! We had a whizzy 5-minutes at the top of the hill [70acres btw!!!!!!!] but bless his bloody cottons he pulled himself together by means of just pleading with him 'please please please just be good for me'....very BHS I know. LOL. (No wonder I didn't pass my stage 3 riding....'how do you deal in a situation like this?' ''Beg the horse!' LOL)
Hey ho anyway.
Got to friend [who was fine btw thank god!] and dealt with that and then went to find the temporary-Nijinksi, who'd gone back to yard.
Ten mins later [and a few paracetamol!] all back on board and off we went again.
Though, this time on a different route! We've now decided that the gulley track is cursed and some ancient burial ground or something, as it seems to be jinxed to ride up!!!!!!
Anyway, after all of that, we ended up having a really nice ride for the afternoon
[With no more flying deer!]
*Choccie bar for anyone who read all this randomness!*
So today, off we twaddle merrily up the hill to go through the gulley again and over yander....I'm on the youngster again and my first-time-hunts-in-pink-wellied-friend came on my horse [ex-racer,not the one she had yesterday lol...he's only field fit so a bit knackered today after his expedition lol!].
So off we go.
Get to the same bit as we went head first into the huntmaster y/d...
And there we meet a flying deer.
Yes. A FLYING DEER.
A.Frigging.Flying.Deer.
Up the vertical cliff of the gulley to the left of us, a deer was in the middle of running down it, saw us and froze in midrun but gravity took over going down the cliff and instead of stopping it carried on going! Well. Froze in mid air then gravity took over again, like a flipping cartoon sketch where they're running in midair before they drop down the cliff lol!!!
So yes. A flying deer...or 'Britannia Airways' as I renamed it. LOL.
Anyway. Britannia now, dropping out the blue like that right on top of us practically...needless to say made the horses spook a little bit.
And by a little bit I mean my one my friend was on spinning a rather mounted-games like 180 and tearing off flat out back down the field [which is erm, rather steep!]. Friend was wrapped round his neck galloping [think thelwell picture...arms AND legs wrapped roung neck and head by ears!!!] and unfortunately parted company with him halfway down the hill......
I'm at this point having a hoot on youngster who's now not only bothered by Britannia but now has my lad broncing off flat out on his own down the field to contemplate too....interesting! We had a whizzy 5-minutes at the top of the hill [70acres btw!!!!!!!] but bless his bloody cottons he pulled himself together by means of just pleading with him 'please please please just be good for me'....very BHS I know. LOL. (No wonder I didn't pass my stage 3 riding....'how do you deal in a situation like this?' ''Beg the horse!' LOL)
Hey ho anyway.
Got to friend [who was fine btw thank god!] and dealt with that and then went to find the temporary-Nijinksi, who'd gone back to yard.
Ten mins later [and a few paracetamol!] all back on board and off we went again.
Though, this time on a different route! We've now decided that the gulley track is cursed and some ancient burial ground or something, as it seems to be jinxed to ride up!!!!!!
Anyway, after all of that, we ended up having a really nice ride for the afternoon
*Choccie bar for anyone who read all this randomness!*
