ROMANY 1959
Well-Known Member
When I was 15. Many moons ago, I had my first horse at a riding school. Free livery in exchange for helping out sat and Sundays. In them days in the seventies, livery cost few £ a week.. well I had been told to walk the ponies down to the far field. About 15 min walk. Instructions was WALK. Don’t ride ok. No. I got on mine in the middle bare back, in a head collar with rope tied to other side, leading a pony on each side.. all went well through first field, then my new horse got a bit frisky, and the two ponies pulled back and I bounced off the back of mine over the bum and landed on my bum. I broke my coccyx, I got up, waddled to the turnout field, crying in pain.. turned them out and walked back to yard. Never told a soul, I had been warned not to do what I did.
I was in pain for weeks, lesson learned, do what the pro says
I was in pain for weeks, lesson learned, do what the pro says