Lesson a week last Saturday. Lesson went as good as it could. Instructor reasonably pleased, as was I . At the end, I sat on my horse, as D1 walked over to have her lesson on her, and thought, "Okay, we may not yet be perfect(!), but we're getting better, as least I can get off neatly now!". I dismounted - and fell back on my ar$e and then flat on my back!!
D1 and instructor couldn't stop laughing as they tried to help brush the sand off. And knowing both of them, I will never, ever, even if I live to be one hundred and eighty, ever live it down
*coughs* I believe I have the ultimate (or pretty close ).
Last summer- I hadn't had the TB on loan for very long (hadn't been at the yard long either)- a couple of weeks maybe. I had just been to the dentist and had some work done, so was feeling a little odd and woozy but it passed and I felt fine. Running late for a lesson with my RI- she had already arrived and was waiting, and I hadn't even caught my horse. So I went and caught horse quickly as poss, quick groom, tack on, and the whole time I was thinking 'wow this is great, he hasn't pulled a face or tried to nip me once' (he was a grumpy git normally )....went to mount, put foot in stirrup...
(have you guessed?)
YM walks past...and says 'Why have you brought Sammy in? You're more than welcome to ride him but don't you want to ride yours?' yep, I'd brought the wrong horse in, tacked him up and would have got on, and had my lesson on, completely the wrong horse if YM hadn't said.
In my defence they were both smallish, dark bay TBs... ok that's no excuse, shoot me now
haha ^
So far mine is...was mounting my share horse but there was no mounting block so tried to get as much bounce as poss so i could get on him without pulling saddle but was a bit to enthusiastic and fell straight off the otherside...whoops, he just stood there looking at me like what are you doing woman!? hehe.
1. biggish int show, 6:30 am, I decided that I need to exercise before competing, so pick up the tack and head for one of 5 huge american barns on site to get my horse, arrive at her stable, tack up and... get caught by a fellow competitor's groom stealing his horse I got the right stable, just not the right barn...
2. few weeks ago a lady came to my yard to enquire about schooling livery, I was tacking up while chatting to her, got the horse out of it's stable, plonked it by a mounting block, scrambled up, got my left foot in the stirrup, braced myself for a serious bounce with the other foot as horse is rather large and... promptly fell onto concrete under horse's belly together with the saddle. Haven't heard from the lady again...