This is something my riding buddies (there are 3 of us) and I have discussed in the past, which was a good thing since we had an incident on this past Wednesday. This is my opportunity to lay it out, and learn something from all of you. If you have good, constructive suggestion, I’ll be glad to hear them. I’ve included all the details I think will help outline the situation, so it is long.
My one friend and I were riding. The 3rd person was not along, so just two of us. We often ride way back in the State Forest, during the week and see no one. It is nothing to do 12-14 miles on each ride, with trotting and cantering involved where the footing is safe. My horse is newer to me, purchased him in January, started riding him in February. He is very buff and in good shape, and a good solid horse.
My friend M was riding her gelding who she has owned since 2008. So they know each other well. He is a BIG powerful horse, who is very quick on his feet. He has a history of doing a duck, buck and spin when the spirit moves him, at least 2-3 times each year. There is rarely any reason why that I can see. M usually can stay with him, but not always. Before Wednesday she has never gotten hurt when flipped off.
Anyway, 1.5 hours into the ride (about 5 miles from the trailer) we were discussing if we wanted to stop for lunch, or continue on. We decided to ride to the top of the Hollow (approx. 2 miles) where there is a fantastic view to stop. Decided to trot or Canter, since it is such a long lovely uphill stretch that we call the trot trail. We have ridden this trail more than once. Was a lovely day, not much wind, no wildlife jumping out or anything. We had trotted and cantered earlier on in the ride. I was in front (we switch back and forth) and trotted off. I asked if she wanted to canter, she said sure, go ahead. I waited a beat, then picked up the Canter. Heard NO, then THUD. My horse slowed and turned around before I could even ask him to.
M was lying on the ground whooping as the wind was knocked out of her. Her horse was grazing nearby. I jumped off my horse (who followed right behind me, good boy), grabbed her horses reins. and started assessment. She was moving, conscious, but groaning and whooping. Once she got her breath back, she rolled to her side. By this time, I had a rope halter on her horse, and tied him to a tree, then tied mine. She fell flat on her back and hip, and was wearing a helmet. Her legs were higher than her head. I checked her limbs, intact, no bleeding, no twisting. Got a good look at her nail beds, they were still pink, and she was starting to respond to my questions. Said her ribs and hip hurt, plus her back somewhat, but not seriously. I had a hard time seeing her eyes, because of tearing but they looked properly dilated and even. She was making sense, so I got her some water, Ibuprophen and sat her up propped against me. Her heart was racing, no surprise there, but a little worrisome. Let her rest a bit, then got her into a standing position. She was able to walk with a limp, so we decided to start walking toward the road, over 2 miles up.
Her horse is a bugger to lead, so I had my hands full. Thank my lucky stars that whoever trained my boy trained him well, because he walked quietly beside me while I wrestled with Brutus. M walked in front of me so I could keep an eye on her. No cell service there, and not in most places on this mountain. We walked for about 15 minutes when it became obvious (I think her adrenaline was wearing off) she was not going to be able to walk to the top where we did get cell service. I asked her if she could ride my gelding, as he is safer, shorter, and trained to mount on both sides. She was willing to try. I dropped the right stirrup all the way down, held him steady and she was able to get on. She wanted to hold the reins since she knows my hands were full with her beast. Since my gelding will just follow me pretty much wherever I go,that was fine. My horse was an absolute angel, walking slowly and carefully. However, she groaned often, and outright cried which is VERY unlike her. I was so torn, leave her there with her horse tied securely to a tree, and boogie to the top, or stay with her. I should note here that the lane was big enough to get an emergency vehicle down, but behind a locked gate that can only be opened by the DCNR. It would have taken at least 1 hour to get someone there to open the gate, and get an emergency vehicle down to where she was.
Finally, we made it to the cell service area, I was able to call my husband who was working at home. The man is very good in an emergency, just asked what he need to bring, and where we would be. I thought we could make it to the gravel road, another 1/2 mile or so. That is what happened, he managed to lift her off of the horse standing on a large rock, and we made her comfortable while DH drove me to the trailer. We got the horses loaded, her loaded into DHs Jeep and off to the hospital. She will be OK, severely bruised, 4 cracked ribs, and a sciata that is very unhappy. While she is in a lot of pain, she will be fine in a month or so.
OK, give it to me. WHAT should I have done differently? What would have been a better choice? If you have a better emergency plan, lay it out there for me. (I have asked a Dr. friend to list on paper the top 10 things to check for so I can carry it with me). I am not a nurse, or a Dr, and have minimal medical training.