Friday, March 05, 2010
Some days I'm a disaster
You'd think by now I could go riding and 'be safe'.
In fact I was.
Our ride was stupendous.
It was the afterward that was disaster.
Lesson ~~ don't come home after dark and try to 'untack' in a big yank cuz hubby is calling for supper, your cell phone shows 2 missed calls from work, and hubby is saying .... *You gotta call your Sgt.!*
Well the sun had gone down, the temps had dropped..
I yanked the saddle, the pad, the bridle and whipped around the the old tractor
[that is parked 'conveniently' in front of the garage~~NOT]
squeezed into the garage and went to whip the saddle onto the stand...
and caught my foot on the latigo I hadn't bothered to put up correctly.
[thank goodness it only takes 3 minutes at Walmart to put them together]
Bruised knees [save the saddle! never drop the saddle!]
Sore chest [said saddle's horn rammed me in the chest]
BUT we did find the lens that popped out.
Supper was good and lesson learned...