Can You Ride a Horse?
Poll: Can You Ride a Horse?
Total Members Polled: 156
Discussion
I have ridden on an horse, but am not at all sure which box to tick, since we were in a convoy (wrong word surely) of them and mine either followed the rest of them or otherwise occasionally diverted through the scenery in an apparent attempt to whip me to death with branches. We even galloped for a short while, but at no point was I certain my input had the least influence over proceedings. On the plus side, we both survived.
Yes.
.. this could be interesting.
My mate actually thought I was taking the piss when I told him I could ride a horse. We were having a pint next to a field of horses, and when they came over he was rather scared of them.. really surprised me. They are lovely creatures.. you get the odd nutter, but such is the way with everything in life!
.. Oh and as I mentioned in the 'Bloke List' thread.. then there is the added bonus of horsey-women, which is probably for another thread.
.. this could be interesting.
My mate actually thought I was taking the piss when I told him I could ride a horse. We were having a pint next to a field of horses, and when they came over he was rather scared of them.. really surprised me. They are lovely creatures.. you get the odd nutter, but such is the way with everything in life!
.. Oh and as I mentioned in the 'Bloke List' thread.. then there is the added bonus of horsey-women, which is probably for another thread.
O/T True story:
About the time I was too old to go on family holidays, my parents and my two sisters went to Tunisia. My dad and my youngest sister were walking down a big, empty beach one morning and the dashing Arab chap on a huge stallion arrived and greeted them. My dad remarked on what a handsome beat it was and the chap jumped straight down and very generously asked if he'd like to ride it. My dad, declined "no I can't ride a horse, but my daughter can" so the guy insisted my sister, all of about 11, had a go.
They hoisted her up onto the thing and, wham! It took off down the beach like a missile. My dad honestly wondered, a.) if he'd ever see my sister again and b.) how much he was going to have to pay the guy for his missing horse.
About the time I was too old to go on family holidays, my parents and my two sisters went to Tunisia. My dad and my youngest sister were walking down a big, empty beach one morning and the dashing Arab chap on a huge stallion arrived and greeted them. My dad remarked on what a handsome beat it was and the chap jumped straight down and very generously asked if he'd like to ride it. My dad, declined "no I can't ride a horse, but my daughter can" so the guy insisted my sister, all of about 11, had a go.
They hoisted her up onto the thing and, wham! It took off down the beach like a missile. My dad honestly wondered, a.) if he'd ever see my sister again and b.) how much he was going to have to pay the guy for his missing horse.
I gave up riding in my teens when my sister refused to clean my tack any more. I basically inherited her pony (Sandy) when she upgraded and I used to enjoy riding and was quite happy looking after him but couldn't bothered with all the saddle soap. Pony club was fun.
I went on a pony trek in Iceland a couple of years back and it seems it isn't like riding a bike, the one I had kept sticking his head down to scoff the grass and I couldn't keep him moving
I went on a pony trek in Iceland a couple of years back and it seems it isn't like riding a bike, the one I had kept sticking his head down to scoff the grass and I couldn't keep him moving
An ex of mine used to ride up at a stables near Cockfosters and she persuaded me to learn.
Got some right nags at first that wouldn't move, but after a while got the hang of it and started going on the pub rides which were good especially when I got decent enough to ride Ryan an ex master huntsman horse. A big f
k off powerful thing with effortless power. 
Went down to the New Forest a few times for some great galloping sessions. Loved it.
Got thrown off a few times, so would think twice about it these days.
Got some right nags at first that wouldn't move
, but after a while got the hang of it and started going on the pub rides which were good especially when I got decent enough to ride Ryan an ex master huntsman horse. A big fk off powerful thing with effortless power. Went down to the New Forest a few times for some great galloping sessions. Loved it.
Got thrown off a few times, so would think twice about it these days.
Edited by vixen1700 on Tuesday 14th January 10:51
Ridden since I was about 5/6 years old, got my first horse when I was 21 but have been horseless now for 3 years (I still own a miniature shetland but obviously can't ride him so he doesn't count!)
I got to ride over Christmas which was brilliant, haven't sat on a horse for 2 years previously and yes it is like riding a bike - you never forget!!
I got to ride over Christmas which was brilliant, haven't sat on a horse for 2 years previously and yes it is like riding a bike - you never forget!!
Sure can - I used to ride a lot as a youngster living in New Zealand. Cross country, jumping etc.
Thoroughly enjoyed it up until the time the horse shied at the site of a rabbit darting out whilst on a canter and on my way down to earth my collarbone found a rock; for good measure the horse then kicked the exact same bone as it stepped over me.
I still rode after everything healed (you always need to get back on the horse) however haven't ridden since being back in Blighty.
Thoroughly enjoyed it up until the time the horse shied at the site of a rabbit darting out whilst on a canter and on my way down to earth my collarbone found a rock; for good measure the horse then kicked the exact same bone as it stepped over me.
I still rode after everything healed (you always need to get back on the horse) however haven't ridden since being back in Blighty.
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