This happened to me about 10 years ago we had the Arabian racehorses on the beach for their usual trip out training just before pulled up from a flat out gallop my stallion tripped and fell in the sand, landed on top of me only to then take off down the beach with my foot stuck in the stirrup with me being dragged behind in the end I my boot came off which resulted in us parting. That morning was a sponsored beach ride and an ambulance was literally two seconds away already on the beach I woke up in Southport hospital covered in blood/sand but even to this day I dont actually remember anything about the accident (not even him falling over) yet apparently I was fully awake/talking in the ambulance.
I hacked out yesterday with a girl I have never ridden with before and I had to tell her off (shes 20 but not much common sense)
We had to ride down the side of a farmers field and the "path" was only just wide enough for a horse with barbed wire one side and a drop on the other. There were lots of mole hills, rabbit holes, the remains of lots of soil from ploughing and over hanging trees. It was a little difficult to walk down and I wasnt happy on there but there was no other way. Well the girl just shot off at a canter. My pony (at an excited walk) tripped numerous times. When we eventually met back up at the end she called me a wimp and asked why I didn't canter. I had to politely tell her firstly you don't just canter off with out informing/asking the rest of the ride and secondly how incredibly dangerous what she had just done was. She wasn't fazed but if that pony had had tripped, the result would have been devastating and we were in the middle of nowhere. It wasn't the only dangerous thing she did either, but it can end in tragedy in the blink of an eye
RIP to the poor girl and thoughts are with the family. x
I'm not religious in any shape or form but I do often mumble the equivalent of a prayer every time I see the Chiltern Air Ambulance pass overhead and even more so if I see it make a SVFR landing - it will usually be for a Horseyperson.
It's tragic for those left behind but being a Horsey all my life - and witnessing my daughters fall - you must take heart that if the worst happens - the poor victim was doing what they loved.