Elf On A Shelf
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As I was racing on New Years Day I didn't sit on a horse until the 2nd. The first horse I sat on I got splatted from! It wasn't his fault! We were trotting up the road (head lad said he had salted it and it was fine ...) I saw a bit that didn't look great so went to pull up. Too late. The horses legs went from under him and we both hit the deck. He was only supposed to be trotting so I lead him home whilst everyone else headed on to the gallops. I will pick the gallops story up a bit later ?
So as I went down I must have clunked my head as I had a hard time getting up. I sat up then needed to steady myself a second, knelt, steadied myself, stood up and just about stottered into one of the lads but managed to catch myself, walked over to my horse and gave him a pat. The whole time insisting that I was fine I just needed a second to get my head straight. It's made out of wood so it's fine. As I took my horses reins the head lad pointed out I had a nose bleed. Hmm. Never had one of them before but it's ok, it wasn't pouring. He then rang back to the yard to get someone to come and pick me up. In a car. But they didn't think what would happen to the horse - you couldn't exactly tie him to a fence and come back for him ? so I lead him home bouncing about the place - hes a bit fresh as he had had a few days off.
So I get back to the yard, being followed by one of the yard lads in his car to make sure I was ok.
It didn't occur to me until I told my OH what had happened later that evening that there were bits I didn't remember. I couldn't remember hitting the ground, I couldn't remember the horse getting up nor anyone else stopping and getting off. So I guessed I must have been ko'd breifly. Turns out I was out for almost a minute - whoops! But I was fine, I carried on and clipped 2 horses after.
And onto the gallops story:
About an hour later the rest return. It took them a LONG time to get back from the gallops. There were snapchats saying they were completely lost in a stubble field. So basically the main road hadn't been gritted (nothing round here has for weeks that we haven't done ourselves and the main road only gets done on school days) so they managed to get carefully to the gallops but they didn't want to risk it home. The boss was rung to see if there was an alternative route home so she tells them to go straight across the road from the botton of the gallops, cross 2 stubble fields and that gets you almost home. Well! None of them have ever beem across those fields as we haven't used them in a good few years (fell out of favour with the farmer!) And so they got completely lost ??? the fields were np where near roads so they couldn't even follow that ??? There are only 4 of us still on the yard that know that way across those fields ??? and none of us were there ??? they got so lost ???
Today I am fine, I have sore neck muscles and abs but otherwise I am tickety boo!
The moral of the story - don't trot on icy roads on a 17hh tb! It's a long way down!
So as I went down I must have clunked my head as I had a hard time getting up. I sat up then needed to steady myself a second, knelt, steadied myself, stood up and just about stottered into one of the lads but managed to catch myself, walked over to my horse and gave him a pat. The whole time insisting that I was fine I just needed a second to get my head straight. It's made out of wood so it's fine. As I took my horses reins the head lad pointed out I had a nose bleed. Hmm. Never had one of them before but it's ok, it wasn't pouring. He then rang back to the yard to get someone to come and pick me up. In a car. But they didn't think what would happen to the horse - you couldn't exactly tie him to a fence and come back for him ? so I lead him home bouncing about the place - hes a bit fresh as he had had a few days off.
So I get back to the yard, being followed by one of the yard lads in his car to make sure I was ok.
It didn't occur to me until I told my OH what had happened later that evening that there were bits I didn't remember. I couldn't remember hitting the ground, I couldn't remember the horse getting up nor anyone else stopping and getting off. So I guessed I must have been ko'd breifly. Turns out I was out for almost a minute - whoops! But I was fine, I carried on and clipped 2 horses after.
And onto the gallops story:
About an hour later the rest return. It took them a LONG time to get back from the gallops. There were snapchats saying they were completely lost in a stubble field. So basically the main road hadn't been gritted (nothing round here has for weeks that we haven't done ourselves and the main road only gets done on school days) so they managed to get carefully to the gallops but they didn't want to risk it home. The boss was rung to see if there was an alternative route home so she tells them to go straight across the road from the botton of the gallops, cross 2 stubble fields and that gets you almost home. Well! None of them have ever beem across those fields as we haven't used them in a good few years (fell out of favour with the farmer!) And so they got completely lost ??? the fields were np where near roads so they couldn't even follow that ??? There are only 4 of us still on the yard that know that way across those fields ??? and none of us were there ??? they got so lost ???
Today I am fine, I have sore neck muscles and abs but otherwise I am tickety boo!
The moral of the story - don't trot on icy roads on a 17hh tb! It's a long way down!
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