Anyone ever met THIS out hacking?

I have seen a chap on a bridleway with the bagpipes and met the soldiers jogging, have had to contend with tanks but finishing an endurance ride through a car boot sale took the biscuit!! The farmer had accidently double booked his field! The organiser was having kittens!
 
I havent met bag pipes.....but when i was a kid i was riding through a local village and hadnt realised that i had got caught up in the end of a carnival.....i hadnt seen any of the floats and just thought there was a lot of people out having an evening stroll untill i heard a car behind me and turned round to be greeted with the wretched wookey hole caves advertising trailer with the dinosaur or hippo or whatever it is looking me directly in the face.....then the music and jungle type noises started....i have no idea who jumped more, me or my arab....needless to say the pony was outta there pretty quickly!

The other day we were greeted by a flock of loose sheep (this is pretty normal in my area!) so i encouraged my mare to go through the middle of them and we were in the middle surrounded by sheep when the ones at the front of us decided to run and the ones beside and behind us decided to run after them and a tiny lamb thought it would be a good idea to cross the road at high speed in between my mares front and back legs under her belly.... cue her planting herself on the road, legs splayed like bambi with her head tucked right inbetween her front legs looking under her belly snorting like a pig with her eyes bulging!
 
We have a extreme sports centre by us so, regularly have quad bikes, paint balling and those huge balls filled with air that you get in and roll down a hill in!! (why i have no idea).
Can result in exciting times for new horses to the area, but results in very bomb proof horses in the end who don't mind anything.
 
rambling said:
The Scottish definition of a gentleman .... a man who can play the pipes but doesn't :D
We have a chap locally who plays the Trumpet in the woods.

Came upon Jonathan Rees Myers sh***ing Katherine Parr in the woods .
Do I win?
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Do you want to rephrase that? :eek::D:D:p

I wasn't there this particular day, but on our usual hacking route, as my friends were going along a fairly well-used bridlepath they discovered two men in suits (or almost in suits) getting up to no good. One pulled his trousers up very quickly and dived into a bush but the other panicked and ran off down the path with his trousers round his ankles. Unfortunately he ran in the wrong direction and they soon found him again as he had to go back past them to get to his car. :D

One of the girls thought the guy who dived into the hedge was the husband of a friend of a friend, but she'd only met him once and didn't get a good look at his face so can't be 100% certain. :eek:
 
Anybody else noticed that it's always men banished to the great outdoors to play their musical instuments? I bet women just carry on at home and the husbands have to put up with it.....or go to the pub.
 
i met a bunch of role play/fantasy game players in the woods once..they were all dressed up, in face paint with various weapons and were shouting a lot...
 
These are just so funny.

Over my few decades:

Windy day many years ago, a kite broke lose from it's owner and joined us part way up a field, the wind was pushing it against my horses backside - and yes, we broke a landspeed record that day!

Poor same horse, another windy day, all the other horses we were out with went under the massive oaks no problem, we had all the acorns come thundering down like a machine gun attack. Those things hurt. he sat down, then reared and then ran...

Lastly, I was once showing off on a ride through the forest as there were afew people about who had said how lovely our horses were - cantering at a walking pace, not looking where I was going a low branch whacked my head, I tipped side ways, the bramble stuck to my jodphur and as my horse took off it ripped my jods, everyone standing got a full view of my knickers.

I haven't seen bag pipes, no jump jets or army guys, nor done any form of showing off since.
 
It's scary the amount of people you pass having steamy relations in the middle of no where! Some in cars, some behind bushes, some up against trees and the best one I came across as I was walking home from work was a 4 people - 2 men, 2 women, having hanky panky in the middle of a crop of barley! I'm scared for life after that day!!!

During the summer we quite frequently come across tents where people just set up camp for a few days. Last year there was one set up just by the old railway bridge and as we tootled along first thing in the morning one of the guys came out to see who was about. Stepped out of the tent, saw up, stretched, grinned and then realised he had no clothes on - I have never seen anyone dive back into a tent so fast in my life!

Haven't met any musicians, did meet a clown once, but the scariest thing a racehorse could ever meet out hacking is the little grey welsh pony! She is just so mega scary even our old donkeys skitter sideways past her!
 
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