We were going to ride over by the river. My friend and her horse, and I had my mule, Charley.
Charley is a young mule at nine, but this was two years earlier. Charley loaded into the trailer with the horse and he was ready to go. Our trips were never that close to home, we wanted to ride by the river, it was a new ride to me. My friend told me I was an intermediate rider; before this trip was over and I knew what kind of rider I wasn't. I wasn't good, that's for dang sure.
We unloaded the critters. Got them all saddled up and got the mounting block out to get on the mule. I have this luck to get animals: too tall for my short legs. I got up on Charley and away we went. Down through the woods, across this one little rige that was so narrow I wonder how we made it. Up and down gulleys and got back to the sandbar.
We Rode up into that sandbar, my friend said "Oh, My, this isn't rhe right way." Boy, was she ever right! She turned her horse around, I waited, then I turned Charley around. My foot came out of the stir up. I knew right then I was in trouble. When that foot came out I may as well"kiss my rump, goodbye" I fell off before I knew what was going to happen. He turned around , hopped down off the sand bar and I went flying. I was flying and I don't even have wings.
As I was flying I could hear my back popping, like I had never heard it pop before. I landed!!! Boy, did I land. I landed on my right shoulder and hurt, Lordy it did hurt. I open my eyes and looked up into the shy and was wondering"if a helicopter could land back here?" I moved my legs, yep, they moved. Then I sit up. My friend ask that question that no one wants to hear "Are you alright?" Had sandjammed into my ears, my teeth even had it in my eyes but still don't know how I didn't break my glasses, they're tough, like me!! Yeah! Right! I fianlly got up and walked down to the river bank, yep, there it was not fifty yards away. Before I moved down there, my mule was standing there looking at me like"what the heck you doing down there?" he didn't move or run. Just stood and looked with those big brown eyes.
We stood ahile and looked at the water. Friend said "want to ride back out?" Nope, I sure didn't. I told her I'd walk and I did. I walked all the way back out over those hills, across that narrow ridge, back to the horsetrailer. Loaded the critters back into the trailer and we came home.
got home and hobbled into the house. No, I didn't go to the doctor til next day. He sent me for x-rays. Nothing was broke. Got fussed at by doctor but "not the first time"
So Folks if your foot comes out of your stirups better jsab it back in there and ride right, or fall and be \come an old gardener . It safer than falling out of a saddle.
Hope you all enjoy this, I just wouldn't want to do it again.
GREAT STORY CHARLEEN!!!! It's nice to be able to laugh at ourselves. You made me laugh and gave us all good advice. I'm going to try to hang on to my saddle as long as I can and keep my foot jammed in that stirrup cause I'm already an old gardener and don't have much backup. Thanks for writing it. I loved reading it. Especially the part about the helicopter. Always the optimist you are!
I was wondering there for a while. Never know what's going to happen, but Thank God, he let me get up and get out. Bet he was thinking"hard-headed old woman, don't know what I'm going to do with her , so I'll let her stay a little bit long"" I love God...
I know you are right. I wish you could see my mule. He is sweet and so silly sometimes. I go out to feed them about 3:00 in afternoon. Don't let anyone tell you, they know when it is time to feed them. they have internal clocks. Everyday at certain times they are in a different part of the pasture. At 3, Charley is out here taking his right foot and pawing his feed through.(?) Anyway he is pawing his feed dish. I guess he thinks I need a cheerleader to encourage me. He is a mess.
Love this story Charleen!
Hits so close to home. I've mostly given up riding for the same reasons, wondering who is gonna take care of things if I get busted up. I did train my horse to ride, but she doesn't have a lot of experience with it. She gets spooked at something and off I'll go! It's still great to have her around though, equines are a relaxing kind of pet. If ever I'm feeling rotten or low I go out and brush and speak with her and come out of it a much more calm person. Maybe having to leave the house and go out to the barn helps with that as well. A little distance and a new perspective.
Thank you for sharing this wonderful story. I love it!