I am not sure if any of you remember the last time I attempted to get on a horse that was not my own… but it ended in me being thrown off the mounting block and into the dirt more than once. Since then, I haven’t had the opportunity to get on anything else. Until yesterday.
The SAME FRIEND has a new horse (new as in has been at the barn for about a month now). And he is… the opposite of May. 17ish hands, dark bay OTTB gelding. He has big elastic gaits and is just now gaining enough of a topline to wear a medium tree saddle… with a thick half pad.
So when we were riding together for a bit, and she offered to let me get on, I was a bit… apprehensive. It was raining. We were in the indoor. Etc etc etc. But he had looked pretty fun… and May loves my friend. So I agreed to swap. (Enjoy the awful screenshots… and whatever it is my hands are doing).
I took me a minute to get on. He wanted to look out the door next to the mounting block, and I was being slower than molasses and cautious as could be about getting on. I hadn’t realized how much that other horse had shaken my confidence until I had to climb (literally) onto this big horse.
Luckily, he was perfect to get on. I trotted and cantered him around a bit. It is so odd to be on a horse that is not only so different from May (what is SUSPENSION) but is also so much greener.
However, it was a super fun experience and reminded me of why I used to love riding so many different horses. Big thank you to my friend for sharing him with me for the afternoon… and a bigger thank you to this big guy for the ride. <3