saffiter | And the horse makes Sheena go bouncy bouncy. (Reply)

Well, better late than never. Here's how my horseriding went on Sunday.

Turns out we weren't riding through the woods, just round and round a paddock, but that was good, as I haven't ridden in quite some time and I was REALLY rusty! (I learnt to ride when I was about eight and I've been over all types of terrain. Even had a horse bolt on me in bushland once). The place looked a little run down and took up literally half of the villiage it was situated in.

First we had to find the place, which was a little hard. it was 30zl for an hour (which is pretty good). We went in and there were four horses in the stables. I commented as we walked past a black horse that it looked particulary freaked (why am I commenting on that? You'll see).

The girls (one of whom spoke English, thank GOD!!) got the horses ready while Agnes and I tried to find riding helmets that fit. That was kinda funny, and I resorted to smacking myself on top of the head to get the helmet down. My hair was getting in the way. Unfortunatley I didn't move fast enough and I ended up with the black horse. The horse that I couldn't let get any nearer than 2m to any other horse 'cause he just looooved to bite and kick.

So, Sheena got the bitey kicky horse. Joy. Was a rather zippy thing too. I had to keep holding him back 'cause he had the fasted bloody trot I've ever seen!k

So, I walked the horse for a while and then moved on to trotting...which meant I was bouncing like a sack of bloody potatoes until I remembered what the hell I was supposed to do when trotting.

So, we'd been riding for a while when I noticed that we had a bit of a crowd gathering to watch us ride. I can just imagine the conversations "Pssst! There's a couple of foreigners riding today. Let's go watch them fall off!". I swear, half the villiage came out to watch!

I had a ball though, and so did Agnes. We've already decided that we're going to go again this weekend! Maybe to a different school though. My boss' daughter does horseriding and she said (the boss, not the daughter) that she'd take us to Arletta's school. She wanted to go and say hello, and she said she could take pictures for us if we wanted.

Anyway, I was a little sore the next day. Not my legs, but my lower pelvic bones were hurting (sitting was, erm, interesting) from being bounced on before I got the hang of trotting again, there was a muscle all the way up my back that just absolutely cained! and my abs were rather sore as well. It was worth it though!

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edit: I forgot to mention the two bloody great big pigs that we saw as we were leaving. Black and so fat they practically waddled!

Oh, and the goat that seemed to be stuck in the hay pile.