Anyways, I managed to ride a horse last Thursday and it was interesting. I haven't ridden since May. It wasn't Max, but a horse at my old barn where there's a nice small arena to work in. The horse was also a Haflinger and being a complete ass. He has a habit of trying to rub his riders off on the fence. In addition to this, he insisted on taking off towards the gate when heading that way, and just generally ignoring what ever it is you were asking. Trotting a straight line? Did not happen. Trotting around a corner....nope. Trotting in general was a joke. But it was good to get back up on a horse again. I only rode for 25 minutes or so, but I was feeling it in my legs the next day.
|Not the golden ears I was riding, but similar. These are better though.|