Following on from pony bit my daughter, what things have you done

changing a rug on a very large, fidgetty ISH, standing directly behind him. He waved a hind leg, so I flicked him with the leg strap, saying "bl***y put it down!" How surprising (NOT) that he booted me directly in the belly? Fortunately, I was soooo close he caught me in the belly, as opposed to the face, and I had a heavy winter coat on. Still ended up with a large ISH hoof shaped bruise. IDIOT!!!
 
dunkley said:
changing a rug on a very large, fidgetty ISH, standing directly behind him. He waved a hind leg, so I flicked him with the leg strap, saying "bl***y put it down!" How surprising (NOT) that he booted me directly in the belly? Fortunately, I was soooo close he caught me in the belly, as opposed to the face, and I had a heavy winter coat on. Still ended up with a large ISH hoof shaped bruise. IDIOT!!!
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Dunkey V ISH - fail haha xx
 
Just last weekend I ended up with a black eye from trying to dodge Markie's heavy cob feet! Over the years, I have learned that steel toe caps are the way to go round excited heavies. We were at XC, getting ready to go home, I was nimbly keeping my very well protected out of the way but forgot about my totally unprotected face close to a wildly waving cob chin.
Weekend before, put travel boots on before tail bandage. Naturally, cobs shouldn't need spaceboots on (so Markie thinks) and he reckons he can get them off by kicking directly backwards. I know he does this, so, why was I standing directly behind doing a tail bandage????? Luckily, I was really close so just got a hock to the knee.........and a nice bruise!
Back in the '80's, when I was young and immortal, a new boyfriend wanted to see my pony. So, I thought it would be so cool to ride to his house in shorts, cheesecloth blouse, espadrills with pony just in a rope halter. Halfway there, car pulled up behind me being driven by our very scary PC DC..................the shame is still with me!
 
Leading heavy cob in from field one day, his field companion was trying to come out of the field too, so i rushed him through the gate, which I opened just wide enough to get him through, but his leg strap on his rug caught on the gate bolt! I had a few treats in my pocket, every time i left his head he panicked, but every time i stood at his head and gave him a treat he was fine, but stuck!

Thank goodness my friend answered my phone call and came out to help! He managed to extract the bolt from the rug and all was well.
 
Far too many to remember...but one that sticks in my head was how we used to turn our 5 ponies out.. I would hop on board the lead pony completely bareback, no headcollar, no hat or anything give him a good kick and canter downhill on a mud track with the other four following, duck under the over hanging trees and only stop (or slide to one) when we got to the gate which my pony would nudge open hard for him and all the ponies to follow in, then gallop the length of field and swing round 180 to a standtill when the hedge was about 4ft away and race back to the haylage bail and jump off.... and do the reverse journey to bring them in... the days of being young, wreckless and completely unware of injuries and consequences, think it was being a teenager.... was telling my 6 yr old about it the other day when we where out hacking and he asked me when he could do that, i very firmly told him NEVER
 
In the evening, I go to the farm by car and put Mollie out in the field. This involves leading my nervous mare through two different parts of the farmyard, a fair walk. Sometimes I take my dog Bob (a strong lad but very scared of horses), leave him in my car and take him for a run on the way home.

Recently my daughter asked to borrow the car. I brightly suggested she drop me and Bob at the farm, I'd see to Mollie and walk home with Bob. Hadn't thought that through at all....

I tied Bob up, got Mollie's headcollar on and realised that if I left Bob where he was he'd scream the place down and upset the farmer. Nothing for it, I'd have to walk out to the field with nervous mare on one side and terrified dog on the other.

We set off, got partway there and realised the back part of the yard had been gated off to allow the resident horses to trim the grass. I couldn't see what else to do, so I struggled through the gate, horse skipping round and dog trying to hide under my feet, and walked through the yard...

I don't know how we did it. The resident mares are bossy and came over to hassle Mollie. Mollie spun around in terror, I shouted at the mares to back off but had both my hands full so couldn't wave them away. Bob must have wondered which of those hooves thundering round him was going to kill him. He was tripping me up diving under my feet, Mollie was capering around and the two of them were pulling my arms off.

Somehow we made it to the field, struggled through the gate and released Moll. Bob and I set off back, him straining at his lead to get off that farm and never come back.

Bob eyes me suspiciously when I get his lead these days....
 
RebelRebel said:
Back in the days of New Zealand rugs with clips on the leg straps... I let my pony rub his head on another pony's bottom. The clip clipped itself very neatly on to the headcollar. Result was small pony hanging with his back legs off the ground off the headcollar. Oddly enough neither pony worried about it and I managed to get the headcollar off. My pony hardly noticed he was lifting the smaller one off the ground.

A complete brain missing moment for me - encountered a pheasant out hacking. It crouched down in about 1mm of grass as we went past and I said "I can still see you" and leant down and tickled it with my schooling whip.
Why oh why would you do that? :eek::o:D
It flew up and hit my horse in the face whilst I was leaning right forward out of the saddle :D luckily I was on the right horse to take a direct hit from a pheasant and he just stood there :)
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RebelRebel- the pheasant incident has just cracked me up !!! that's just the best ! :D
 
RebelRebel that pheasant story is just incredibly funny!!!!

Knowing that my first share pony used to buck whenever he was on a field or got excited in canter, aged 12, I decided, at my very first show BEFORE my class to take him for a blast across one of the empty fields - walked him across the field, got halfway, he spun hard and set off across the field galloped all the way to my horrified parents and just as he reached the showground, put in an almighty buck. I came straight over his head, landed in all the mud and had to do my class in black jods! :D

When I think back now to what we used to do as kids - we used to gallop full pelt down the bridlepath, jumping logs (often hidden in grass - good job the ponies knew they were there!), occasionally jumping onto the canalpath (often frequented with dog walkers, bike riders), riding bareback around the housing estate in summer, going mad full pelt across random fields, often alone with no hi viz and our parents going mad because we said we'd only be half an hour!
Couldn't do it now! - Am I more sensible or less brave....!!
K x
 
I used to work at a riding school and at the end of the day we would take 2 poines each and ride bareback in a headcollar on one and lead the other, go up a main road to the shed they went in, up a bank and across a grassverge, the ponies always bolted at this point, so we were literally galloping flat out on a main road albeit on the verge, dimsy light with 2 horses each, horses always stopped dead at their destination. Never had a mishap funnily enough.
 
These are literally some of the funniest posts ive ever read. I'm going to revisit this post when I need cheering up. In my 35 years with horses, I've done all kinds of stupid things and it's a wonder I'm still in one piece. Turned a lunatic 17.3 out once by leading him along with his head collar. He reared, I didn't let go and I went sailing up with him! Used to exercise the hunters wearing a bikini so I'd get a cracking tan! And just when I think I've encountered every way to nearly kill myself and / or the horse, the other week, I skipped out with the wheelbarrow in the stable. Mare crept forwards, gradually entwining herself round the barrow. She suddenly realised she had a monster underneath her, panicked, reared, taking the barrow up with her in a tangle of legs, plunged round the stable like a bronco, I was pinned to the wall and it all played out like a slow motion horror movie in front of me. By sheer good fortune, neither of us were hurt but it's another one on the don't do list now.
 
Sorry long because of 2 events. I had a really duh! moment about 18 months ago.

I rode my ex-racer out with 3 other adult riders and after we had a couple of short controlled canters they decided they wanted a long blast on the side of a field heading home. Knowing that my boy was usually good for 2 canters but try a 3rd and he would seriously hot up and I don't like cantering home I said that I would walk him down the track seperately from the others (duh!) So they went cantering off I tried to walk mine down the lane before I knew what was happening we had jumped the 3ft bank, I lost both my stirrups and my boy decides he's not going to be at the back of the race anymore, so literally went into full racing gallop and I could not stop him.

One of the other riders looked round saw me coming flat out towards them and promptly fell off on the right hand side, the rider did exactly the same but fell on the left hand side and the pony in front just slowed up and stopped. My lad went straight through the middle and decided that the race didn't finish there but 200m further on but I was still in the saddle. I did get asked how I managed to stay on? My reply was I was not going to be seperated from him at that speed!

So word went around the yard that I could ride anything (Who are they kidding?) I am so glad the yard was empty a couple of weeks later. Pride definateley goes before a fall! I decided to do some schooling with him and tacked him up. Went to mount him and he moved sharply off as I swung my leg over so I ended up behind the saddle still holding his reins, (I am so glad no-one had a video camera!) He decided that he wasn't keen and was increasing his pace rapidly! At a fast trot I decided to bail out over his side and ended up on my back with the only injury being my pride

Hindsight is a glorious thing so why can't you buy it from Tescos?
 
RebelRebel said:
A complete brain missing moment for me - encountered a pheasant out hacking. It crouched down in about 1mm of grass as we went past and I said "I can still see you" and leant down and tickled it with my schooling whip.
Why oh why would you do that? :eek::o:D

Oh if only you knew how much this has ahd me laughing at my desk at work...my non horsey colleagues think i've genuinely lost it this time :D
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I brought both my horse (16.3) and a friend's horse in one night (15.2) in the dark, and made the stupid rookie mistake of walking them through the gate with me on the left of my friend's horse and my horse on the other side of that one - with the lead ropes both in one hand. Went to shut the gate and they both started squabbling - with me stuck between them and the gate...
Shouted at my mare to back off (stupidly - as she goes hysterical if you shout at her too loudly!) and she shot backwards, reared up and trapped my finger between the two ropes!! Result - broken finger! :o:mad:
 
Funny someone should resurect this thread as we've just done a stupid one too.

Daughter was fetching pony 1 out of the field to ride & thought it was odd that pony 2 hadn't noticed. He suddenly did & came blasting behind daughter & pony 1, who proceeded to freak out. I told her not to let go or he will bog off so she held on & he kicked out at pony 2 but got daughter straight in the ribs instead :(

She's now sat in tears panicking incase she's broken any as she has Blue Chip in 3 weeks :(
 
my most shameful error was as a child deciding on a hack with a friend that we would 'xc school' by riding our ponies into a pond. All very well except it was not a pond at all but some sort of death trap into which we started sinking. Cue major panic as I seriously thought I was going to drown as it was half way up the saddle and the more he struggled the quicker we sank. Fortunately there was a dead tree almost on its side and that gave my pony something to launch himself off amd we escaped. Got back to yard with very dirty and scared ponies and riders and had ripped my favourite jods. Poor thing was always suspicious about water after that. I still feel guilty and cross with myself 18 years later :o
 
I did something daft (well, many somethings actually) when taking a horse out for an in-hand graze. Horse was munching away, I decided to stand the other side of him, so I stepped round in front and passed the lead rope under his neck.

Horse brings his head up while I'm leaning forward passing the rope and smacks me on the chin. Result? Front teeth embedded in lower lip.:mad:

Have never done it since and that was 20 years ago now!
 
Had many moments! One i can think off is helping catch a wee poo of a pony who did not want to come in. caught him on a lunge rope, he started to walk in the decided to do a runner, i held on running behind him. unluckily it pouring with rain, had been for days and i eventully went down and was dragged through the field on my back with 2 kids running after us. i hrld on til he stopped but got rather wet!!
 
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