If this had happened to Janice, I'm sure you'd get a better story, but here goes:
I had an odd thing happen Saturday on what should have been a very easy, uneventful ride. I put the Hybrid on Falki. I hadn't tried it on him before, just for a test since he's the broadest horse I own. I realized after I got on him, that I should re-check the girth, and since he's as bombproof as they come, I didn't think a thing about bending over to try to tighten it from the saddle, with my feet out of the stirrups. It wasn't the best time for an uncoordinated squirrel to fall out of the tree pretty close by - at least I'm pretty sure that's what happened since I heard something fall, then saw a squirrel scamper away - as I suddenly lurched forward. And of course, it was a warm day, so I had a flywhisk in my hand. Poor horse! I'm pretty sure the brim of my helmet hit him on the shoulder and I probably banged him with the flywhisk as I tried to straighten up too. Despite having all this happen at once, I didn't really feel like I came close to coming off - and as usual, I wasn't using a breast collar or crupper. We didn't go far before he regained his composure, maybe 3-4 strides of canter, and 10-15 strides of trot. I love these saddles! My heart rate didn't even increase! Karen Thomas [EMAIL PROTECTED] (704) 516-3179
