Edurne
01-25-2006, 11:02 AM
Primero put his leg front neatly in one which was covered in fescue and we tumbled on the ground, me on top of his head. Mr. F. was mortified and upset because he was taking the lead and had told me to follow closely behind him. Primero, such a good boy, just went a few feet away and took the opportunity to munch. We walked a couple of fields until I found a potential tree to get back up on Primero. We were riding bareback and even though Mr. F. offered to give me a leg up, I knew he would never be able to get back up on the 17 hand Greyhound. So we bushwacked into the woods until I was able to use Primero's neck to get on the tree, and then the tree to get on his back. It was all great until we bushwacked down the hill toward the fields, and the vines got me........ I just hoped it wasn't poison ivy. :D