Greg took about 7 people on a trail ride yesterday. I watched them leave as I was teaching a lesson at the time and walking my lesson student down the trail. As soon as I got to the barn, a fellow young boarder named Megan showed up and I persuaded her to go on a trail ride with me. Both Megan and I are fairly experienced with horses, having comfortably ridden all gaits in and out of the arena. We loped and trotted until we caught up to the other group. When we found them, 4 of them were heading back. Greg was upset as he knew they weren't ready for this grand adventure. They were all leading their horses, and another woman was holding 2, her horse and her daughters horse. Evidently the horse she was riding stepped on her after it spooked on the ground and gave her a sizeable bruise. While standing there, another woman had her horse take off and shoot up the road with her on it's back. I was commissioned to hold Greg's horse as he raced after her to get her to stop her horse. When they left we continued on up the trail eager to catch up to the other 4 that were still left. They had never trail ridden by themselves. When we did catch up to them, they were walking (leading by hand) the horses down the trail. When they saw us trotting up (on horseback) they quickly mounted back on their horses.
Needless to say, duty kept me watching over the riders all the way back home. Zena was literally foaming from me holding her back from running after we caught up with the other group. In her eagerness to run, on the way back, Megan and I galloped the horses down the trail to let them expend some energy. The ride took 2 hours (normally 1 hour 10 minutes). We found out that 4 of their horses spooked at something or other along the trail, scaring the riders and making the ride not so fun after all. Ahhhh, green riders and their horses, gotta love them.
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what a ride! Good thing you were there to help.
Of course, I had to watch the drama unfold! :)
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