Strangest thing said to you while out riding?

A few years back I was hacking my Arab and the husband of one of the liveries next door to me was walking towards me, he said that my horse looked like he had been punched in the face, I think he was taking the piss out if his dished face.

My reply wasn't very complimentary to say the least:D

They were not known for being the nicest couple she was reported to the police for threatening behaviour towards other liveries, I think everyone was so glad when they left.

I think they live near me!!
 
Strangest thing NOT said... MrPF fell off today. All fine but a bit dramatic as me and MrT had to go on a (thankfully short and drama free) loose horse chase after The Beast. Many lessons learned! Anyway two runners see it all happen, catch up with MrPF as he's running to catch up with me and the horses and say.... absolutely NOTHING! Not even an "you OK mate?" Just kept on running! Nice.
 
Strangest thing NOT said... MrPF fell off today. All fine but a bit dramatic as me and MrT had to go on a (thankfully short and drama free) loose horse chase after The Beast. Many lessons learned! Anyway two runners see it all happen, catch up with MrPF as he's running to catch up with me and the horses and say.... absolutely NOTHING! Not even an "you OK mate?" Just kept on running! Nice.

I had a double broken wrist and a cyclist refused to stop and help me with a loose horse!
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I had a double broken wrist and a cyclist refused to stop and help me with a loose horse!
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Christ! What is it with some people!? To counterbalance these two today there was another runner who was preparing himself to catch a trotting Beast as she came towards him... that's a brave person, could see his face as he realised how big she is! I was shouting "it's OK she's really friendly!" ? He was very relieved when she diverted for grass but he was gone before I could thank him for being ready to help. So faith in humans both up and down today!
 
Just had to resurrect this to share two incidents from yesterday.

The first was as we were hacking through the woods and we met a mum and grown up daughter walking their dog. The mum said to me - he's lovely, we used to have a Connemara when Laura was young, pointing at the daughter. Although we don't know his acutal breeding, Charlie is about 17hh and very draught-like so I said good naturedly "He's an Irish Draught so a just a bigger version of a Connie really" with a smile. The mum got quite cross with me and said. "No, he's a Connemara, I know one when I see one."

The second was as we were on the road. A car driving towards us stopped, and the driver wound down her window, pointed at Charlie and said "oh he's beautiful" which was lovely. She then said to my friend behind "He's gorgeous," pointing at her horse. My other friend was at the back on Monty - the driver looked him up and down and just carried on driving! Poor old Mont - he's both beautiful and gorgeous in our eyes!
 
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I had one this weekend. Doing our in hand rehab walks. We come across a an old lady who rather sweetly asks if she can give him a stroke, which is fine. She then reaches into her pocket and pulls out a handful of dog biscuits and asks if she can give them to him! I politely said no, they wouldn’t be good for him.

‘oh... well they’re only chicken and rice!’

She seemed most offended!
 
Just had to resurrect this to share two incidents from yesterday.

The first was as we were hacking through the woods and we met a mum and grown up daughter walking their dog. The mum said to me - he's lovely, we used to have a Connemara when Laura was young, pointing at the daughter. Although we don't know his acutal breeding, Charlie is about 17hh and very draught-like so I said good naturedly "He's an Irish Draught so a just a bigger version of a Connie really" with a smile. The mum got quite cross with me and said. "No, he's a Connemara, I know one when I see one."

The second was as we were on the road. A car driving towards us stopped, and the driver wound down her window, pointed at Charlie and said "oh he's beautiful" which was lovely. She then said to my friend behind "He's gorgeous," pointing at her horse. My other friend was at the back on Monty - the driver looked him up and down and just carried on driving! Poor old Mont - he's both beautiful and gorgeous in our eyes!

Oh my goodness! Poor Monty! Tell Monty I don't even need to see him to know he is stunning AND beautiful AND GORGEOUS.
 
I had a double broken wrist and a cyclist refused to stop and help me with a loose horse!
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The OH calmly mentioned to me he had thrown himself in front of loose hunt horse being pursued down the road several days after the fact. Colour me stunned! This is a man who has sat on a horse twice in his life. I pointed out this was a very nice thing to do but a tad dangerous.
 
Oh we’ve had the police horse comment before. Fair enough with the 16.2 Sec D/Cleveland Bay, not so much with the spindly-legged 15h skewbald!

Also “I thought you were UFOs!” from a dog walker who we went past on a (v safe, off road) hack in the dark with both horses clad in flashing disco light breastplates, LED strips over their boots etc ?
 
I had totally forgotten about this thread, just before we departed for Denmark I took my mare for a final hack around our favourite loop. A lady walking along the road towards us was absolutely beaming when she saw us and marched over saying "oh my god, I absolutely adore Shire horses, can I say hi and proceeded to forget social distancing and fussed my mare, I was about to explain that my mare wasnt a Shire, when the lady beamed at me and said "thank you so much, I was having the most horrible day and seeing such a lovely Shire has absolutely made my day". I smiled and thanked her and we carried on on our hack.

My mare is a 14hh Dales x . She is bay with plenty of feather and had gleaming white hind feather at the time too, so perhaps a mini shire! ?
 
Random passerby on a hack said my horse was beautiful and must be a gelding, because of 'his' "thick musculature." I said she was a mare. Person responded that I couldn't possibly be correct, because the horse looked just too male. I rode on, not really in the right mood for an in depth chat about equine genitalia in the middle of the park.
 
There's a little girl in the village who often comes out onto the verge to say hi when I hack past - the other day she had a school friend with her, who asked to stroke my horse. She was really surprised when she touched his shoulder and said - oh wow - it feels like skin. ....

And another small girl called out of an upstairs window - hey horsey lady, I like your horse - he's adorable!
 
Oh my goodness! Poor Monty! Tell Monty I don't even need to see him to know he is stunning AND beautiful AND GORGEOUS.
The irony is he IS a stunning horse - maybe a bit fluffy at the moment and he's a mature gent but he's very handsome indeed.
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Ooh I once got asked when packing our horses back in the trailer if we rented the horses and trailer for the day.
A respected friend of mine once advised me that anything which eats, floats, rolls or shits should be rented by the day, leaving some other mug with the responsibility for it. Very wise.
 
This has just reminded me of something that happened to a friend quite a few years ago now. His horse was on full livery several miles away and his car was in the garage, but he had a lesson booked so he decided to ride his bike there. As he had another horse on another yard, his hat and whip etc were with him rather than at the full livery yard so he climbed on his bike with his riding hat on and carrying his whip, jodhpur-clad and with boots and chaps on (by this point when he told me I was already creased laughing)
Cycling through the town, a car crawled alongside him and a very concerned man asked if he was aware that it was a bike he was on, not a horse.
 
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