Get up laughing

Tonight’s ride took an unexpected departure – in more ways than one.

As we warmed up, I hopped up into two point and let Derby roll.  He was clearly feeling good, going around at a spanking trot.  For fun,  I pointed him at a pole laying on the ground.

He jumped it.  Seriously jumped it, as gathered himself and jumped it.

It has been three decades since I jumped.

He cantered off but came right back to me, as I exclaimed “Oh, my god, we jumped!”  Liz was riding and concurred, adding that it was a proper jump, not a crowhop over the pole.

Christy walked back through the arena and I exclaimed (again) “We jumped! Christy, we jumped!”

“Let me see!” was her response.  I demurred, then said, what the heck.  We picked up the trot, I hopped back into two point, and aimed at the pole.   As we approached, I (very unnecessarily) gave Derbs a little click.

Derby proceeded to LAUNCH himself over the pole. I felt his back round and then found myself popped out of the tack.  Okay, holy crap, that’s what bascule feels like.  Upon landing, Derby was a bit exuberant and got away from me.  I wasn’t balanced, nor was he, and we didn’t make it around the turn. Or, more precisely, he made it, but I didn’t.  I slithered off after riding a couple strides up on his neck. Happily, I was able to hop up laughing, and go fetch my horse.

To his credit, Derbs is not a fan of losing his rider.  He stood, looking worried and doing that stressy, heavy, rapid breathing that horses do when they are worried.  He balked at the mounting block, and was still visibly upset. I intended to get back on, but he looked like he might lose his marbles.  We walked around for a while, until he regained his composure.  By that time, however, my hind end was starting to tighten up.  Yep.  I landed on my butt again. Given the alternatives, that’s the spot I would have chosen.

After the fact, Christy and Liz told me they guesstimated the height of Derby’s jump approached 3 feet.  Christy confirmed that he was really round.  So, he’s a fancy jumper.  That’s great.  I might experiment with jumping again – when the weather is a lot warmer and maybe the horse will be more inclined to use an appropriate amount of effort to get over obstacles.  And I’ll be a lot stronger in my two-point when that time comes, too.

For now, I’m just glad I got up laughing.

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6 Responses to Get up laughing

  1. Steph says:

    Hey, you looked totally composed afterward! I missed the whole thing and had no idea what had happened until I asked what the fuss was about. You were trotting around as I went out to the restroom, and when I came back, it looked like you’d just dismounted to grab something from your trunk 🙂 Hopefully you’re not too sore today though!

  2. Ow. I’m sorry that you slithered off (been there, done that) but I’m glad you were able to laugh about it. Expect the unexpected. Easier said then done.

  3. Brave jumping woman! Hope you didn’t bang yourself up too badly…

    Stop by my blog, there’s an award for you. 🙂

  4. Sarah Skerik says:

    Brave jumping woman? LOL. I think not. It was all an accident! And I won’t be jumping for a while. Nope. Not any time soon!

  5. Susan Salk says:

    You were brave to attempt to get back on again. Your horse sounds wonderful!

  6. Awwwww, Derby wants to jump, how fun!!! Although I am sorry about your “unplanned dismount” (WAY better term than falling off!), I love that you laughed it off. It shows what a good, good boy he is too, if it upset him that much-he’s used to being good and wants to be good:) I hope you are able to jump him someday-although you may get addicted and find a ride boring without popping over a crossrail or two:) Or maybe that’s me:)

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