A Note about Sugarbush Draft Horses
I see it over and over again, and no matter how many times it's said, it's still wrong. "Sugarbush Drafts are just an Appaloosa Draft Cross". Uh.... no. The Sugarbush Draft Horse was a breed created many years ago in Ohio. While the initial cross was made using Percherons to Appaloosas, in the many generations following, the breed has been solidified into a consistent type. Saying these horses are "just" a draft cross makes as much sense as saying that AQHA horses are "just" a Thoroughbred cross, American Cream Drafts are "just" a dilute Belgian, or that Morgans are "just" a grade.
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
The downside of the, well... the downside
I mean, I wasn't thrown, I actually CHOSE to bail off the horse (before she met with the solid metal fence and put me between it and her). Seemed like a good idea at the time.
You can see in this picture, the fence and the white trailer. Yeah, that's exactly where she was headed to in a hurry. This is also a good approximation of just how far she ran. We started about where we are in this picture, and I bailed off just about 15 feet from the fence in the distance.
I'm not exactly sure why Amber chose to spook like that (I have some guesses). I do know that I'm taking her back a step, and bringing her back up. I do not blame her, I just realize that she "lied" to me about how advanced she really was. The poor baby was putting on a brave face, and she really wasn't ready. It was my fault. I should have given her more time. I totally read that situation wrong, and now I'll have extra training to make up for it.
And Amber is doing well. She's a bit achy, has a minor sprain in her hind left, and a scrape on her front left, but nothing serious at all. She's a bit sore all over, but enjoyed a bit of pampering. She also walked right up to me, and was ready to try again. That little girl is all heart.
This time, it'll just be Jae, Amber, and me though.
I've done something similar before. I mean very similar. My first riding horse, Ash, decided that she wanted to sniff those funny blobby things on the top of the fence. You know, the one that the smooth little wire goes through. Yeah, the electric fence insulators! I leaned over to see what had her interest, and saw the spark shoot INTO her nostril. Yeah, talk about sitting and spinning. Ash whipped around, and decided that she could cross the arena in 3 strides. I was still learning how to ride a walk. About half way across the arena, I let go, and leaned to the right.
My friends say it reminded them of a downhill snow skier. My legs and arms went every where, and when I stopped moving, I was very very quiet. Before they could make it over to me though, I jumped up and said "I have a bruise on my finger, that's ALL!". I was laying still taking stock of all my body parts before I moved anything.
Then there's Dream. A neighbor drove a tractor past us. Not a little one, but one of those 20 foot mower beds, with the canvas covers, all flipped up so it fits on the road. Yeah, you know, the industrial farm kind? Of course, it hit a bump right beside the arena. Of course it was my second ride on Dream. Of COURSE she's bred to jump.
Man that filly put the Lippizanners to shame! I have never seen airs like the ones she performed. Sadly, I can't say I bailed off. I simply had no horse near me! I hit the ground HARD too (she is almost 16 hands, and was at least 4 feet in the air when I came off). The driver stopped, Jae was in the barn and came to help, and it all ended up with a serious bruise in my pride... and my hip.
I can honestly say that Dream was my worst. I had a serious limp for weeks after. Amber was my most spectacular, but that's just because of the big audience. I think my most serious injury was a stupid kid's trick which resulted in a broken arm at the age of 13. With Dream though, I did have to get off her early on my third ride after the accident, because a car driving by gave ME the jitters, and I was setting us up for another accident. Sadly, or gladly, I can't say that any of them scared me from horses. In most cases I was ready to get back on right away. In most cases I did get back on right away (tried when I broke the arm, which is when I saw the funny bent arm). I think Amber is the only time I haven't even tried to get back on right after I fell off.
I could go on, but I'm dieing to know.... what's YOUR most spectacular fall ever? How bad was it, and how long did it take you (if ever) to get back on a horse?
Posted by Pinzgauer at 12:11 AM