So, a fabulous gal from the hunt who just moved into my area wanted to ride yesterday to school the trails on one her geldings that is being a twit w/ her outside of hunting conditions. I trailered over to give my yearling (the up and coming hunter ) a trailer ride, then pony him over new trails.
Arrived, we saddled up and went down the road onto the Lake land taking in a perfect spring day. My young guy pony’s like a dream- keeps his nose at my toes and stays off me. We encounter our first creek crossing- perfect because he has never done a creek crossing. Yup, he stopped & balked. My friend got behind him and pushed w/ her horse and “varrrroooom”, the youngin’ leapt as far as he could but still landed in the wide creek and banged my right leg in the process. No big deal- he did the creek w/ minimal issues. This repeated at the next 2 crossings and I was thinking “dang I’m glad he’s a short Quarter horse yearling and not something larger.” with each bang as he tried to land as close to my little mare as he could.
By the fourth crossing going out he was doing very well and on the ride back over the same 4 crossings he was walking through the wide creeks like a veteran hunter.
LOL, by nightfall my right leg was trashed out. Those first hits took their toll with bruising on my calf and ankle to the point I’m walking like Festus from Gunsmoke but I’m smiling because Kindergarden Fox Hunter class is going well.