Your stories of frightening hacking incidents.

had my most unsettling hacking experiences with just one mare! a chestnut thoroughbred who I adored.
Never completely safe to hack out I would always find quiet routes to the farmers fields to do fitness work and a neighbours sand school.
While going through a backstreet normally used by residents only, I was met by an army transport vehicle. Going a bit too quick for the road and as it turned out they were lost and late for a shindig in the nearby woods:rolleyes:
My girl had just thrown a wobbler at some guy mowing his lawn and jumped in the path of the oncoming vehicle. The driver missed me by inches and have to say he was very polite about my twonk mare doing her dressage movements in the middle of the road.
A few weeks later while trying again to get through the rat run we met a scarey killer wheely bin...she promptly jumped into the path of an oncoming fire engine...leaving me face to face with a not impressed fireman.:o
After that I never hacked her out through the village...had to go through the back of the YO fields to get to a an adjoining property to get to the fittening field.
She was also the only horse ive ever ridden that kicked out at passing car when it did get too close and some stupid child put its hands out and hit her as they drove past. The driver stopped his car and was giving out to me when I pointed out his kid had just hit her with some dumbass fastfood toy he had in his hand.:mad:
He apologised,got in car and drove off.
 
I had an incident in 1988 which completely broke my nerve and I am still a nervous rider Now (I know it's wet but . . . )
Riding out from a stables in the New Forest on a TB that I had been warned was a bit mad. About 3 miles from home she decided that she was going home - very, very quickly - it was like sitting on a block of concrete for all the control and response I had. I tried all the usual stop methods like hauling her round in circles and aiming her at trees but nothing was going to stop her! She knew exactly where she going but I thought that she would stop when she reached a cattle grid at the end of a lane that led onto the (extremely busy) A31. Nope, she jumped the cattle grid and continued straight across the road. I really, really thought we were going to die and that it would hurt. By some phenomenal stroke of luck we managed to get across both carriageways (dual carriageway with a wooded central reservation at this point) without being hit by anything. I eventually managed to stop her, got off and led her the rest of the way home with my legs like jelly. I didn't get on a horse again for 8 years and I still have a horror of being run away with . . . . any therapists out there?
 
Just replyiong to "firstponyMinto". The incident in question happened on a very quiet lane, and it was several years ago now (1997).

Which of us has NEVER ridden into the sunlight? Sometimes one has to, the blimmin sun's there innit???!!! And sometimes/quite often its in the wrong place!

I wasn't wearing hi viz. I didn't in those days, but you bet your life I do now. There are numerous posts on here about people who don't do so and think they live a charmed life and will get away with it, but my experience shows that even on a very, very quiet lane, there's still some lunatic who'll go way too fast and won't worry about anyone else in their way.

OK so I was stupid to not wear hi viz on this occasion, but (sorry to say this) your tone implied that it was my own fault it happened and I would refute this. The driver in question was going too fast for the lane, and blatently couldn't see what was in front on him and didn't care either.

On this occasion, I'm not sure that hi viz would have helped; we were simply at the wrong time and the wrong place, but it's something that could have happened to anyone - and I had no option but to go forward into the bright sunlight!!! The driver was going too fast, he couldn't see what was in front of him, but still kept going nonetheless. Whoever was in the way would have been hit. Simple. But please don't point the blame at the unfortunate person (me!) who was in the way!
 
mine happened a good few years ago, I was about 14 and hacking out with a friend, in the middle of the day. We were just hacking around the village lanes and noticed a car parked on the verge ahead. This was not unusual as a lot of dog walkers just abandon their cars when they take their dogs out. As we neared the car we noticed the numberplate had been covered up, bit strange, and as we levelled with the car the driver had his t-shirt over his face, pants around his ankles and was cracking one off!!! My good old boy was kicked straight out of gentle stroll and into a good canter!! I can laugh about it now but we did report it to the police when we got home. If it had happened to me now I am (alot) older I would probably have stopped and laughed at him!!!
 
I was riding my welsh pony along a verge at the side of the road, when two dogs in one of the houses jumped up at her and sent her spooking into the middle of the road. She then slipped, went down on her knees and shot my out of the side door into the path of a Mercedes Sprinter who nearly ran me over. Luckily the pony didn't move after I came off and the driver managed to swerve round us although did come very close.
 
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