^ LOL! 
I fell at a clinic with a Spanish Bereiter⊠in front of an audience. I was mortified.
Actually, I bailed because I could not stop my horse. He was out of balance, I had lost my stirrup, and I was making it worse. So I bailed.
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Glad Iâm not the only one! :lol:
My mom and dad came to the show with me to test run their new camper (weekend long show). After the in-hand classes, I tacked up and was going into the warm up ring. My mom calls out âShould we put a seat belt on you so you donât land in the dirt again???â laughingâŠsome girl looks at her funny and my mom says âShe fell down in her last class! Did you see it?!â ⊠uh, mom, it wasnât THAT funny! Jeesh! I was like âokay, you donât need to tell everybody! Not everybody saw it!â[/QUOTE]
Nope, definitely not alone on that one! :lol:
Not me, but the most embarrassing fall I have witnessed was a family member tumbling off, helmetless, in front of her young girl scout troop, all of whom had just received a riding safety, âalways wear your helmet!!!â lecture from said hapless equestrian. Not bothering to don a helmet, she asked me to dismount in order to demonstrate basic riding principles on the young appendix gelding I was riding, and either didnât hear or heed the warning from my young teenage self that he was spooky about the waves rolling into the lakeshore; he shied at the waters edge, and she tumbled right off in front of all those kids and their parents.
I have a handful of pretty embarrassing falls myself.
About 5 years ago, I had an involuntary dismount off my momâs saintly old trail mule when I decided to hop on him bareback so he could wade out and play in the creek without me getting wet (I was leading him to the local water source near the horse camp); problem was, I had on full seat breeches, and didnât think about there being very little friction to stop my slide when I got on his well groomed shiny broad and witherless back, and I kept right on sliding off the other side, and onto my bum in the creek I had been trying to keep out of to begin with. I swear the mule rolled his eyes at me. Plenty of other riders were around the watering hole, and I had to make the dripping walk of shame leading him all the way back to our campsite.
Another fall that embarrassed me at the time is actually probably the weirdest fall Iâve had happen. Weâd moved into a new house that had a swing, hung with rope. I rode my pony, bareback, right next to the swing, and the rope went under my leg, and before I could stop her, I had been drug right off over her rump. All of this happened right in front to of the floor to ceiling windows of the living room. I was about 10 at the time, and utterly humiliated I had been unhorsed by the little kids playground equipment.
I was riding my boy on a track near our house. A long stick grabbed my heel and poked him in the side. He stepped sideways as asked by the stick but it didnât let go. So he stepped away and I was pulled off by the stick.
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I had on full seat breechesâŠand I kept right on sliding off the other side, and onto my bum in the creek I had been trying to keep out of to begin with.[/QUOTE]
Glad itâs not just me with the slidy breeches problem :lol:
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I took 3 steps to catch myself - I stepped out of my pants. In a red thong.[/QUOTE]
[I]Pennywell for the Win! :lol:
[/I]I took an Eventing clinic with Ralph Hill & had to borrow someoneâs vest for Cross Country.
Proudly showing off the pics to my coworkers when I noticed some funny looks after they saw one.
Pic was taken from behind, going over a timber jump, of me in my beige (read: flesh-colored) breeches, with the black strap of the vest between my legsâŠ
Can we say: Thong Effect?
Yâall have some really funny stories.
Mine is more of a Pride goeth⊠sort of homily.
Warming up for Medals in the early morning, I am wearing a sweatshirt to save my good white ratcatcher & coat for class.
Rain has made the sandy warmup kinda swampy, but my TB is flawless, jumping in the muck in lovely form.
So I leave to change into my show stuff & come back for one last jump as they are calling the Order of Go for the classâŠ
We choose a simple vertical and canter up to it⊠where TB performs a perfect Plant & Stop, catapulting me over his head & into the wet sand.
Trainer frantically helps me brush off the worst of the mess, but wet sand is sticky & I am still kinda sandy as we go in the ring.
Being Medals, of course, the announcer tells everyone who the Mudwoman is, just in case they didnât know me :rolleyes:
