Annagain
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I still don’t know how he managed it.
I took Charlie to the local forestry for a ride on Thursday with a couple of friends. We parked up, I got him off the trailer, tied him to the back and started tacking up. I put his saddle on, did the girth up loosely, went to get his bridle out of the back of the car, turned around and thought he and his saddle looked a bit funny.
He wasn’t panicking as such but clearly wasn’t happy and his saddle looked a bit wonky. As I got closer, I realised he had somehow managed to catch his stirrup leather around the closing mechanism of the trailer ramp, he was pulling to get away and his saddle had slipped round to the side. I only left his side for about 5 seconds!
I managed to release it and took his saddle off and checked it over. It seemed ok so I put it back on, put his bridle on and off we went. It seemed fine and we had a lovely ride.
I rode him again this morning and the moment I got on I could feel a lump under my leg. I don’t know how I didn’t feel it on Thursday. I jumped off and had a much closer look and could see the stirrup bar is bent.
One phonecall to my saddler later, I’m taking it for him to look at tomorrow. He said if I’m lucky, the tree will be ok and he can just bend the bar back, but the tree could have been weakened or twisted and I might need a new one.
I’m fairly confident the tree is ok but I’m no expert so expecting the worst but hoping for the best. At the very least, it’s a two hour round trip on a Sunday, when I should be riding .
I doubt he’d be able to do it again if he tried!
On the plus side, he could have panicked rather than just carrying on to pull in the hope of getting free. It was also the first time Charlie went somewhere alone, met strange horses, rode with them and then left them happily after two hours to get back on the trailer. In fact, he was better behaved than the two 16 year olds he was with! Maybe he’s forgiven after all
I still don’t know how he managed it.
I took Charlie to the local forestry for a ride on Thursday with a couple of friends. We parked up, I got him off the trailer, tied him to the back and started tacking up. I put his saddle on, did the girth up loosely, went to get his bridle out of the back of the car, turned around and thought he and his saddle looked a bit funny.
He wasn’t panicking as such but clearly wasn’t happy and his saddle looked a bit wonky. As I got closer, I realised he had somehow managed to catch his stirrup leather around the closing mechanism of the trailer ramp, he was pulling to get away and his saddle had slipped round to the side. I only left his side for about 5 seconds!
I managed to release it and took his saddle off and checked it over. It seemed ok so I put it back on, put his bridle on and off we went. It seemed fine and we had a lovely ride.
I rode him again this morning and the moment I got on I could feel a lump under my leg. I don’t know how I didn’t feel it on Thursday. I jumped off and had a much closer look and could see the stirrup bar is bent.
One phonecall to my saddler later, I’m taking it for him to look at tomorrow. He said if I’m lucky, the tree will be ok and he can just bend the bar back, but the tree could have been weakened or twisted and I might need a new one.
I’m fairly confident the tree is ok but I’m no expert so expecting the worst but hoping for the best. At the very least, it’s a two hour round trip on a Sunday, when I should be riding .
I doubt he’d be able to do it again if he tried!
On the plus side, he could have panicked rather than just carrying on to pull in the hope of getting free. It was also the first time Charlie went somewhere alone, met strange horses, rode with them and then left them happily after two hours to get back on the trailer. In fact, he was better behaved than the two 16 year olds he was with! Maybe he’s forgiven after all