Places you've ended up in where you weren't meant to be :)

millikins

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The falls thread got me thinking, my fall on there was because we were being naughty and pony became over excited.

Another time, same pony, I decided to go on a long hack, somewhere I'd not been before but the kids at the yard went occasionally. The idea being to end up at a very large field with a bridleway up the whole long side so could have a proper gallop, great fun. But I couldn't find the bit of track I needed to cut through to get there. Decided to give up but then realised I was riding past local private school's back gate. That would take me there if I go through to the front, bit cheeky but hey they're private, they will have broken up for Summer holidays so I'll chance it. They hadn't, it was the last day of term, there were kids and parents everywhere. There were ribbons, balloons and party poppers. And not one person said a word as I walked straight through the middle saying "afternoon" as we went. And we had a lovely gallop.
 
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Lost in the woods, thought I new where I was and then when I found a lane it was in the middle of a private estate, the game keeper spotted me and came over, realised I was mid panic explained I was really lost and where I needed to be and he told me to wait. Next thing I heard hoof steps and turned to see a really small girl on a giant bay horse who lead the back to where I could get home. I took some sweet and a bottle of whiskey up the next day and was invited in for tea and cake! I was on Queenie at the time she was my 15.1hh grey tank of a cob and the wanted to know all about her. Really lovely family they turned out to be
 

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I took my horse long lining in the nice hot weather in about July last year and had a 12km route mapped out which was very hilly across the Downs. Less than 2kms in Jacob bumped me as I was having a drink and smashed my water bottle on the floor. By km 9 I was absolutely dying for a drink - thinking I may actually faint, I actually called my friend to see if he could drop me some by on his way home from work, but that wasn't for another 45 minutes.

I carried on and got to a closed hostel on top of the Downs, I could see that they had a tap around the back so I went round, as I was bent over drinking with the long lines held between my thighs Jacob bit a plant, and then absolutely shat himself as he took the whole pot and the soil with him. I then ended up chasing him around the grounds of this hostel because he wouldn't drop the bloody plant but was still freaking out.

I did get it back and tried to re-pot it and put it back, but he had lost his mind by this point so we had to just carry on. I did email them and apologise and explain. Thank god they were closed for lockdown!
 

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Back in my younger years (!) I took my horse out for a short hack.

I was enjoying my hack so much, I went further than I originally planned, and I ended up so close to my parent's house, I thought I may as well pop home to say hello to my mum and dad.

Poor mum nearly had a heart attack when I suddenly appeared at the front window on a huge bay horse! Dad, however, was more concerned about the hoof prints on the front lawn......😂
 

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Locked in a farmers field.

Had to get my dad to come with bolt cutters and head down to the farm with a new chain in hand.
Rather embarrassing.
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That reminds me of when I was a teenager riding with a friend and a bus spooked her horse which leapt over a hedge into a field with a locked gate. I had to ride round knocking on farm doors to find who owned the field to let her out.
 

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I ended up in Knutsford!

I had just put a deposit on a grey IDx in Wakefield and went to the then Robinsons superstore near Haydock Park racecourse with sister to buy some 'essentials' for her. On the way back down the M6, we followed a trailer with 'sponsored by Daddy' written on it. This made us laugh so much, as I had borrowed the purchase price from my father, because the ID was an emergency 'replacement' for the young Clydie that had to be pts. We were laughing so much that we missed the turning onto the M62 to head back home and didn't realise until we got to Knutsford, where we had to leave the Mway and head back northwards up the other side.
 

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As a 14 year old child, with my first pony, I set off to play "Police Horses" into the local city centre. Yes, city, not town. I was not that experienced either, but at least I chose a Sunday.

I marched right into the centre, past the City Hall, the Town Hall, up the main shopping pedestrianised area. All the while, dreaming of one day being a Mounted Police Officer.

I got home safe, but not before everyone was out looking for me, as I was gone for hours and it was in the days before mobile phones. No one had thought to look in the city centre :p

Teachers at school were disparaging of the idea of working with horses, but they were wrong, I did, and not so many years later I was walking the same streets, but this time not on a scruffy grey 14.2pony. No, I was there aboard a shining great beast, polished buckles and badges, full uniform. Always made me smile, the same streets a few years apart, but a world away.
 

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Lovely story Red :)




I had a circular hacking route all carefully mapped out, and about an hour from home came through a wood to a fence, with dual carriageway running in a cutting well below where my horse and I were standing, with no way of crossing it to the bridleway which continued on the other side 🤷
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I ended up riding towards soldiers who were on a live firing exercise. ...

Working in Sweden for a summer just after leaving school, I used to ride one of the family's showjumpers out through the forest at the back of the Manor house. It was first thing in the morning as it was a seriously hot summer and so I used to ride before it got too hot.

The army leased the woods from the family and occasionally used the site for live firing practice , with burnt out cars and those metal cut out targets popping up in unexpected places. They'd raise a red flag by 8am to let people know what they were doing.

However, I had gone out so early on this stallion that I was on my way home, and the flag was the other side of the site to me.... so there I was, hacking though the forest, with guns going off, soldiers in camouflage ducking around me and a very irate man in uniform marching towards me....

I pretended I didn't speak Swedish and didnt underatand why he was yelling at me!
 

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I had to hand deliver documents to a solicitors office in Wolverhampton for work years and years ago. Friend driving the car, dropped me outside the address and pointed to the office door. I walked straight in and was confronted with a display of sex toys and porn videos. Solicitors office was next door.
 

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Years ago riding with a friend, we galloped up the back track to the Lord Haldon Hotel (pic below) pulling up in a sweaty scatter of gravel... right into the middle of a wedding! Oops!

I’ve also gone exploring and ended up the wrong side of huge metal gates and had to somehow scramble over the high earth bank to escape, and another exploring day when 8 rode poor Harley into a bog. Once he’d floundered out he was covered in black mud to his belly- on a skewbald he looked as if he was wearing rather risqué stockings!

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I remember years ago when I was about 18 or 19 I as out hacking on a lovely chestnut mare we used to have and turned into some tracks and was riding along when the tracks divided, I took the left one as wan't sure which one to take and I ended up in the middle of a Nudist Colony !!! Came out of there pretty quickly I must say :rolleyes:
 

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As a 14 year old child, with my first pony, I set off to play "Police Horses" into the local city centre. Yes, city, not town. I was not that experienced either, but at least I chose a Sunday.

I marched right into the centre, past the City Hall, the Town Hall, up the main shopping pedestrianised area. All the while, dreaming of one day being a Mounted Police Officer.

I got home safe, but not before everyone was out looking for me, as I was gone for hours and it was in the days before mobile phones. No one had thought to look in the city centre :p

Teachers at school were disparaging of the idea of working with horses, but they were wrong, I did, and not so many years later I was walking the same streets, but this time not on a scruffy grey 14.2pony. No, I was there aboard a shining great beast, polished buckles and badges, full uniform. Always made me smile, the same streets a few years apart, but a world away.
What a great story!!
 

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going down a track a lot faster than I would have liked with no stirrups, reins in loops and a gun pointing at my back. We beat a hasty exit.

horse was very fit and it had snowed and frozen badly. Horse needed to canter so I took him a fair way away and there was a gravel track alongside a wood. Cantered up, turned round feet out of stirrups, reins loose and fast asleep as we ambled back down for another run up. Horse took off. This was an arab who totally took care of me and would never take off. Grabbed everything, managed to look behind as to what had spooked him and saw man with gun. We cantered down that track a lot faster than we had gone up it!

Second was looking out of the window in the back of the lorry where I was with a yearling who had never travelled and I had just bought in Glos. OH was driving and I expected to see the signs for Exeter. I saw the signs for Birmingham.
 

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I went to walk an xc course the day before the event. Access to the field was shared with a farmer. I arrived, found the gate unlocked and drove in to park up and walk the course. When I finished I got back to my car to find the farmer had left and locked the gate so I couldn’t get my car out. I had to call the riding club secretary to get the combination to the lock and promise not to give the code to anyone else.
Not being a regular attendee to the site I didn’t realise you were supposed to park elsewhere for walking the course, it just happened that the farmer was working the land at the time I arrived, usually the gate would be locked.
 

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These are great. I think the porn shop is my favorite.

I had driven up north of Philadelphia to pick up a puppy. On the way back I took the wrong exit on the PA turnpike and ended up in downtown Philly on St Patrick's Day weekend in the middle of a bunch drunk Irish-Americans. For those of you unaware of how St. Patrick's day is celebrated in the US, there is a lot of drinking, usually green beer or Irish whiskey, and anyone who had ancestors come over from Ireland no matter how long in the past is considered "Irish".
 

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Years ago, where I used to live, a bridlway was closed for about 18 months as they were putting in a new golf course. When the golf couse reopened, we were told that the bridleway had been rerouted. So we went exploring. Got onto the bridleway - it was signposted, and after an amble through a wooded area it opened up onto the golf course. Couldn't see any signs where the bridleway was, but saw a lot of blue markers, and assumed that this was showing the bridleway. So, we followed the blue markers. After a short time, my friend and I were saying "this is a strange route" and "I'm sure we are going across a green" - but we carried on and came to a locked gate, where we actually expected the bridleway to finish. Whilst we were complaining to ourselves about the locked exit, and what could we do, an outaged green keeper charged up to us, shouting that we had ruined their course. Apparently the blue markers we were following was the ladies tee off spot - and not the bridleway - oops!

Rode that way afortnight later and the blue markers had been replaced with yellow flags
 

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Ljubljana... when I was supposed to be in Rijeka.

In Trieste, we bought tickets to Fiume (Italian name for Rijeka) at the Italian Railways office. Yugoslavian Railways hadn't notified the Italians that the direct route had been cancelled; the train went straight to Ljubljana where we had to get off, sleep in the station in waiting rooms and on the platform until the Ljubljana to Rijeka train the next day.
 
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dorsetladette

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I ended up in Knutsford!

I had just put a deposit on a grey IDx in Wakefield and went to the then Robinsons superstore near Haydock Park racecourse with sister to buy some 'essentials' for her. On the way back down the M6, we followed a trailer with 'sponsored by Daddy' written on it. This made us laugh so much, as I had borrowed the purchase price from my father, because the ID was an emergency 'replacement' for the young Clydie that had to be pts. We were laughing so much that we missed the turning onto the M62 to head back home and didn't realise until we got to Knutsford, where we had to leave the Mway and head back northwards up the other side.

Did similar and ended up in Knotty Ash. My sister rather dramatically panicked after seeing the sign post for Manchester 'airport' which was not the exit we needed. We needed Manchester not the airport. She swung across 2 lanes of traffic and looked rather smug with her self as we stopped at the traffic lights at the bottom of the slip road. I looked at her and said 'you do know this is the wrong junction??' in her panic we then missed the turning on the roundabout and ended up going in completely the wrong direction and arguing all the way until we saw the sign for knotty ash and we both said 'I wonder if Ken Dodd really lives there?' changed the mood completely but we were so late home from our Aunty's Funeral and I had a 350 mile journey the following day. It was an exhausting few days.
 

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Not me, but that horse in my avatar <<<< once decided to climb to the top of an enormous muck heap.

To this day I have no idea why that was his chosen direction when they got out. There was a feed room, a hay barn, green grass but no..... he decided to explore the muck heap. I caught the mare and couldn't spot him until the horses in the field next door to the heap started running around being silly.

No matter how well packed your muck heap is (& this was the depth of 2 lorries) it does not take the weight of a draft horse. It nearly became a fire brigade job but fortunately a horse built for pulling can pull his way out of sinking into straw and sh*t :rolleyes:

I have no sense of direction so being places I'm not supposed to is usual practice... my life got a lot easier when sat navs were invented.
 

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Same horse or 5 different ones?
Stitches in chin horse 1
Broken shoulder blade horse 2
Broken arm horse 3
Broken foot horse 4
Broken wrist horse 5

and I forgot one! Concussion, horse 6


3 and 4 not even on the horse 🤣. 1-5, the painful reality of having reckless genes 🙃😁🙃
 
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