View Full Version : The Inspiring, The Hilarious, and The Horrifying - share your horse show stories!

Aug. 8, 2009, 07:17 PM
As the title suggests - share your most interesting/entertaining/educational/cautionary/whatever horse show story. Obviously I'd suggest leaving out identifying details. :yes:

Whimsically Smart
Aug. 8, 2009, 08:54 PM
Lets see, I have fallen off twice at a horse show.

The first time was at a schooling show and I had recently changed to using a pelham on my OTTB mare. Being the angel she is, when I sat up and took some contact on the reins to the single diagonal oxer in our course to get her to add the stride, she stopped, as requested! I however decided that I was in fact going and landed in the jump. I don't think any fall was as much my fault as this one... I TOLD my horse to stop at a jump, and continued going myself! I guess that's what a much stronger bit gets you....

The second time I fell off was at a bigger show, and I was trying to get on my horse. We were just outside our stalls and I was using a milk crate to get on my mare. I have no idea how I managed to have such a bad fall from trying to get on but said mare walked away, in a tight circle, and in my efforts to not land in a mud puddle in my BRAND new CO Hampton I landed on said milk crate. I had a the corner of the crate marked in various colours on my thigh for the rest of the summer... along with another bruise the size of my palm. These bruises coming the summer after my horse stepped on the back of my leg when I came off at home, which followed the summer when my trainer's youngster tried kicking the dog as I was leading him and got me, in the thigh. 3 summers in a row with people looking at my legs very disgustingly because of black/green/blue/purple/yellow bruises that lasted the entire summer!

Aug. 8, 2009, 11:21 PM
I've got a pretty horrifying one!!

This seems like ages ago but we were at a small schooling show and we parked our 4 horse with the front of the truck facing the indoor and a friend from the area parked her 2 horse pulled by a tahoe facing our trailers closed side (in a "T" shape) thinking that if she blocked off some space it would keep people out of our way when it came time to leave.

Well with just enough space another truck and trailer pulled in between us. They showed and when it came to getting the horse back on the trailer they were having problems. They added a stud chain and many other scary tactics.

Eventually the horse reared up enough and flipped over, getting its head UNDER the front of our friends tahoe. Tried to get up and ended up getting the tow hook under the front stuck into her neck and ripped a HUGE hole in it, I would say like 8x6 inch flapping flesh and all. Bled like crazy and kept falling over and thrashing around. It was madness. I'm actually not sure how it turned out but I hope that they don't squeeze their trailer into ridiculous spots anymore!!

Aug. 9, 2009, 12:00 AM
A cautionary message: Braiding stools are vicious and dangerous.

I was up early in the AM braiding my own horse for the first day of ten days of showing. As I was tying off one of my last braids, my horse shook to get off a fly. I guess I had been careless setting up my stool and had it on uneven ground. When she shook I lost my balance and fell backwards taking the stool with me. Long story short, I not only ripped my favourite pair of shorts wide open but also broke my wrist. That meant no show for me :( Luckily my parents understood how upset and devastating that was for me and (with only a little bit of begging, pleading and bullying) let me get on near the end of the ten days (cast and all hidden under long sleeves, not ACTUALLY against the rules as far as we could tell but probably frowned upon) to hack. I kept riding for the rest of the summer with the cast but really ended up going to only one more (unrated) show that season (with the cast still one but the doctor's assurance that it would be totally safe, obviously he thought I was trail riding or something and I never took the time to enlighten him to the fact that I was in fact jumping etc.). The only positive aspect I can see from the whole event was that I learned I had been doing my crest release with a bent wrist which the cast (and then the brace) quickly fixed, on one wrist at least. :)

Parents said it was only okay with Doctor approval. I really have to say that I appreciate doctors who just have no clue what riding *really* is about.

Doctor:Horse show with a cast? Riding with a cast? Well I don't see why not... Just like riding a bike, right?
Me:Mhm, yep. I think it would be fine too!

He also said that if I was to fall on it again I wouldn't likely break the wrist again since it was casted but in fact my arm right above the wrist.

Foolhardy, sure. But definitely a memorable experience!

Aug. 9, 2009, 07:19 AM
Best Friend and I are Seniors in HS, it is one week before Devon and best friend falls off at home and breaks her ankle. Her LG pony is qualified for Devon. Farrier creates a LARGE stirrup that will fit the cast, we head off to Walmart , friend is in the shopping cart with the foot in the cast, to get our Prom make-up and odds and ends we need for Devon. Friend falls out of shopping cart only to sprain her WRIST!!!
She did show at Devon with a broken ankle and a wrapped wrist plus she won the model and the hack and placed over fences!!! We still have the pics of all of this and laugh hysterically about the whole ordeal. I don't remember anyone thinking we would be breaking any "rules" by doing this but I think now times have changed and they would not allow her to show in this condition!

Aug. 9, 2009, 12:49 PM
Best Friend and I are Seniors in HS, it is one week before Devon and best friend falls off at home and breaks her ankle. Her LG pony is qualified for Devon. Farrier creates a LARGE stirrup that will fit the cast, we head off to Walmart , friend is in the shopping cart with the foot in the cast, to get our Prom make-up and odds and ends we need for Devon. Friend falls out of shopping cart only to sprain her WRIST!!!
She did show at Devon with a broken ankle and a wrapped wrist plus she won the model and the hack and placed over fences!!! We still have the pics of all of this and laugh hysterically about the whole ordeal. I don't remember anyone thinking we would be breaking any "rules" by doing this but I think now times have changed and they would not allow her to show in this condition!
i want to see pictures of this! haha

Aug. 9, 2009, 06:53 PM
Kim, how did your friend jog the pony in the model and over fences rounds?

Aug. 9, 2009, 07:08 PM
My favorite was when I was headed to my last jump in a childrens o/f class my stirrup snapped in half and I had to stop because it was super sharp and knocking the horse. ahh! Turns out it was all rusty on the inside of the actual silver coating. :( to top it all ooff it was a winning round probably until that happened.

My friend told me she was at a show and some one tied there horse to a plastic folding chair, and it got spooked and started running with the chair attached and it crashed into her very very nice horse and scared the crap out of him. All were alright I just hope the owners never tie up the horse like that again.

Another friend was standing by her car with the horse, when it reared up and flipped onto her moms new car, she said it was fun explaining to the insurance company what had happened.

Aug. 9, 2009, 07:18 PM
Most embarassing...

Was riding in a 3'3" equitation medal, had a perfect trip, and was shocked to receive a score of 99! Everyone was wondering if this was even possible, but the judge called it, so 99 it was. The top six riders got called back to do the work off, and instead of going in reverse order, the judge called me to go first. She calls out the tests, and everything's fine. Step into the arena, and what do I do but jump the wrong first fence! :eek: Needless to say, I ended up 6th with a score of 99. ;) I don't think I will ever be able to live that one down.

And another..

I'm on course in, if I remember correctly, the Lows, and it's a speed class so I'm absolutely flying around the arena. Everything's great, I'm going so fast I'm sure I'm going to be in the lead. I land off of a vertical, whip around to the left... and all the sudden I hear screaming "Turn right! RIGHT! Turn RIGHT!" So off I go on my little detour as I make my way to my other right and continue the course. I think I still may have placed, but I definitely didn't win. After that, I've paid careful attention to learning my lefts and rights. :winkgrin:

Aug. 10, 2009, 09:49 AM
Eek - trailer stories always scare me. Years ago we were at a small local show and someone had left their horse in the trailer with the ramp down and the butt bar up. For some reason the horse flipped out and reared in the trailer. The horse's back end slipped and it somehow got its back end UNDER the butt bar. I can't remember how it managed to do this - all I remember is seeing this poor horse wedged under the butt bar, legs splayed, and the owner at its head SCREAMING (because that always helps to calm a horse down). They did get it out but the poor horse was a wreck. Since then I am absolutely paranoid about leaving the ramp down. If my horse has to stand in the trailer, the ramp is ALWAYS up and I am always right nearby in case something does happen.

Aug. 10, 2009, 10:10 AM
Well just Saturday past I learned a good lesson that I've been trying to stop doing. JUMPING AHEAD. But as I've gotten better at home at shows I tend to revert back at times.

So this past Saturday we came to a jump in a sj round that looked like a bridge with holes in it. My horse cantered right up to it and at the last min. (as I'm up in 2point and shouldn't be) he put on the brakes and did a roll back western style and as he went right I went left. First time I've ever fallen at a show. :no: But we went back in for a schooling round afterwards and we got over it :yes:

Aug. 10, 2009, 10:24 AM
Yesterday was the final show in our local schooling series, and it was held at the stable where I ride. They had just gone through the pony hunters when the sky started to look ominous. Then a few drops started to fall. People started packing up chairs and going into the barns. Then it started to rain. The pony hunters finished; they made an announcement as the rain started to come down harder that they would take a 15 minute break for weather. Then the wind kicked up, the thunder and lightning began crashing and the skies opened up in a total monsoon. It honestly felt like a hurricane--winds, lightning left and right, and one of the hardest rains I've ever seen.

Wiped out the schooling ring... flooded the pastures... turned the little dry creekbed into a raging torrent... indoor started flooding and needed shavings piled up as a barricade... one of the barns started flooding and we were all wielding brooms and shovels and the backhoe to try to sweep out the water and barricade it... the tack shop's tent collapsed... the barn owner's RV awning over the registration desk collapsed... and of course there were freaking-out horses packed into stalls, the indoor and the barn aisles.

Eventually the monsoon passed, the indoor classes continued, and the outdoor ring dried up enough to finish the day... but it was some crazy rain!

Aug. 10, 2009, 10:51 AM
I must have missed the common sense bus at my show yesterday. I was riding someone else's horse for the first time in a walk/trot class. Yeah I was being a weenie...

Well warm up went great she was bending around my leg and leg yieldign nicely. Well got into the ring and she saw the jumps and wanted to jump them. Didn't want to do her flat at all. We were fighting. I mishead the announcer and went into the middle for line up. Dur..we had one more direction to go. So went back out on the rail when they called reverse. We trotted and lined up. Well my next class was getting ready to go in and the owner was flipping out because I was still in the class. So what did I do. Dismounted in the ring....DOH...Got disqualified.

The owner was bugging the ring crew on why I didn't get a ribbon. I told her she is like, that was dumb. Um..well you were flipping out in the side of the ring.

Aug. 10, 2009, 02:19 PM
I will post my DD and friends hilarious story from two weeks ago at Pebble Beach. The Monday after the first week of showing all of the girls decided to take the horses on a trail ride and take their lunches with them. They had been going on the trails there a little bit during the week, but when they went out this day they encountered a couple of people on the trail with a very green horse that was a bit spooky. The girls decided to go a different way than they had before and got lost! They ended up on the Poppy Hill (I think that's what it's called) golfcourse at one point and then found their way into a Pebble Beach neighborhood.

People were diving by and taking pictures of the girls and their horses, but they couldn't get anyone to stop to find out how to get back to the barn. Finally, they called one of the moms and she came looking for them. They returned to the barn almost 4 hours after they set out and the horses were very tired! All the horses then proceeded to do wonderfully during the second week of the show.

Aug. 10, 2009, 02:31 PM
Last year, horse's first time showing in the Level 4... won the class the day before...

Trainer notices in warm up that one of his front shoes is missing a nail. No horse show farrier around. We fiddle with it for a few seconds and determine that it isn't loose, no big deal.

Go in to the class, get around the first eh.... 3 jumps fine. Go to the first jump in the in and out, horse leaves the ground, rips the shoe off with his back foot... clears the fence... but lands, and then keeps going down. Miraculously I ended up falling off mid-somersaulting-horse and rolled out of the way, horse flipped all the way over, stood up, shook himself and sighed. Horse was fine, I was fine, saddle was pretty much fine except for a little gouge. It was our last class of the show. I like to refer to it as our Grand Finale. lol. There were quite a few horrified spectators.

Never jump a horse that's missing a nail! I learned my lesson there. Sheesh. We got lucky. :eek:

Aug. 10, 2009, 02:58 PM
Worse I ever had was a schooling show.

To set this up was 16, in High School and myself and a barn mate had nearly identical horses. Both TB mares, both with a blaze that was almost identical (one's snip went pink at the nose while the other stopped at the lip) and both with two hind socks yet mine had a small hersey kiss shaped mark on the right front. They were the same height, same build, exact same copper penny shade of chestnut. Two major differences.... Hers was a newer (to her, just came back to the barn not even a month prior), not yet all too familiar with the mare She was an older teenager who knew her paces like the back of her hand. Mine was a green bean 5 year old who was as hot as the day was long and had just mastered steering, control, speed and attention span. Just beginning to work on auto changes (was off the track a year earlier)

So, schooling show the trainer hires two of the younger girls (think 11 and 12, was a laid back show suppose to be good experience for all) to be grooms. Was the opportunity to teach them to braid, tack up etc while we walked the courses (god I love schooling shows) and went over the paces with the trainer. I was going to be doing a baby greens type course while the other girl was going to do one of the 3'6" courses (I used to know the names of these, been eventing for too long now). Well, the girls who were tacking up and doing the braids apparently didn't know which horse was which. Put my tack on the barnmate's horse then the barnmate's tack on /my/ horse. Barnmate was riding first and of course... was handed the wrong horse. Being nervous on a new horse she didn't check to make sure it was the right horse and went off... to do her class... on the green bean. First jump she gets very uppity and flies over it giving herself FAR too much clearance with the barnmate having a look of shock as trainer and myself suddenly realize who is on course. While I start having a panic attack that it is too much for my girl, trainer is trying to flag down barnmate to throw the class and barnmate is happily wizzing around the arena without a fault. End of the day she placed second, my greenbean was none the worse for wear, the barn girls who were playing groom were in tears and both barnmate and myself were breathing sighs of relief and blessing that she didn't have a meltdown. Thankfully she was a forgiving and talented soul.

I miss that mare. Next week barnmate and I both went and invested in halters with nameplates on them for the next show and trainer went through the barn with the grooms to be pointing out every horse, how to tell them apart etc.

Aug. 10, 2009, 03:10 PM
I've got a couple of quick, mildly humorous stories from my 18 years of showing...

When I was 10 or 11 I used to help a friend of my mom's flip auction ponies. She was in charge of the riding program at a day camp, and they gave her a buying a budget so we used their money to pick up new animals, get them quiet enough to do camp, and then show them locally until they were experienced enough to bring a profit. It was a great way for me to learn to ride different/green ponies.

The most memorable pony was a small chestnut mare - super cute mover, good conformation, sane enough for me to hop on bareback at the auction and w/t/c. One of the things we worked on with her once we got her home were gymnastics. The first show we took her too had a fairly small ring, and really looooong lines. In our first o/f class (probably sm/med childrens pony hunter), I jump into the first line just fine, she canters up to the next jump just fine, and then...she kept going...and jumped right out of the ring! The "fence" around the ring was about the same height as the jumps. Good girl that she was, she halted on a line on the other side :)

Later that day we went in for our under saddle and she did really well...until it was time to line up in the middle. We're standing there and she starts incessantly pawing at the grass, so I walk her in a circle while we wait. She starts it again, and starts to shake. Around this time I realize its the first occasion we've had to ride on grass...and that's when she starts trying to lay down and roll! I jumped off just in time for her "ahh this feels sooooo gooood" roll in the middle of the ring. Knowing the pony and knowing we bought her for $300, we all laughed at her first-show antics. Other people there weren't as amused haha.

A couple of years later I said goodbye to my large pony (I had had him for almost 10 years) and moved up to a children's hunter horse. I had a rough time making the pony to horse transition. The first horse I leased ended up getting injured in turn out before I ever got a chance to build a good relationship and really figure him out. The second horse was only available for a few months and we had some epically bad horse show experiences. Then my trainer and I finally found a good fit for me. A really, truly nice guy that was pretty simple and extremely quiet, borderline lazy. Showed him in the children's fairly successfully for awhile but I got bored.

One thursday evening when my mom and I were packing the car to head up to HITS in the Catskills for the weekend my trainer calls and asks if I'm interested in showing in the children's jumpers that weekend instead of the hunters. I was SO excited. The next morning I hop on my guy (who had been through Nona Garson's barn and rejected as a jumper prospect), I'm feeling really good because we've got our figure eight noseband and our jumper boots which at the time I thought was the coolest look ever. Popped over some warm up jumps, walk the course, put in a solid round and finish 6th out of like 30. Trainer asked if I thought this was more fun and I said absolutely.

Next day its time to walk the course and I see this oxer that to me looks like the biggest jump on the planet. Before we even walked in I was getting nervous about it, and my barnmate's mom was making fun of me, as was my own mom. Standing in front of it just made me even more paranoid about it. My friend does a great job, then I head in. All of a sudden my previously dead quiet hunter horse has gone into hot jumper horse mode and is actually pulling me to the jumps. He was obviously feeding off my nervous energy and was uncomfortable. I think we made it over 2 or 3 jumps at scary speed before he finally planted his feet on the wrong side of a big oxer (not the scary one, we didn't even get that far) and I planted my face on the opposite side. I was fine, he was fine. I knew it was totally my fault and that I had been ridiculous so it wasn't a big deal.

Later that afternoon we get ready for the next class, which still uses the scary jump, and which uses the jump I fell off at but in the opposite direction. Worked hard in the schooling area, got control of everything. He was still a little hotter than I was comfortable with in the ring but we made in through the majority of the course, including the terrifying oxer (i probably reached all the way to his ears though he obviously jumped it easily, it was only 3'3"). After that jump I think I was so relieved to still be alive that I totally forgot how to ride. A fence or two later came the one I had fallen at earlier and well, my horse decide that this side of the jump wasn't any more appealing than the other, and stopped again. I flew right over his head and landed in the middle of the jump this time, in the mud. I got up laughing and my trainer thought there might be something wrong with me, like I had hit my head too hard. He asked me if I still thought jumpers were more fun and I said heck yes!

Another time, also at HITS in the Catskills, I got badly jumped out of the tack on a new-to-me mount and was hanging off the side in the middle of a line. I eventually fell off at the next fence, but in the video of the round you can see me pulling as hard as I can on the reins, under the horse's chin, as I'm hanging off the side. I had the worst luck at that show, so glad they moved to Saugerties.

Sorry, that ended up being a long post.

Aug. 10, 2009, 04:12 PM
My sister has this *wonderful* little palomino pony that she wanted me to school for one of the kids that was riding her. So... I got up to the mounting block, lined the pony up... and promptly slipped off of the mounting block. She just stood there and looked at my sister like 'do you really want this idiot to get on me?' So I get up, pick the mounting block up because it fell over, step on to the mounting block, and the pony just walks away before I can get on.

I did get on eventually, but certainly not before making myself look totally incompetent. :lol:

Aug. 10, 2009, 04:30 PM
My sister has this *wonderful* little palomino pony that she wanted me to school for one of the kids that was riding her. So... I got up to the mounting block, lined the pony up... and promptly slipped off of the mounting block. She just stood there and looked at my sister like 'do you really want this idiot to get on me?' So I get up, pick the mounting block up because it fell over, step on to the mounting block, and the pony just walks away before I can get on.

I did get on eventually, but certainly not before making myself look totally incompetent. :lol:
Don't feel too bad. I once fell off because my brother wouldn't reach over the fence to hand me a crop. I couldn't get the pony close enough to the fence and had to lean soooooo far i just slipped right off ;) I was about 8 though.

Aug. 10, 2009, 04:32 PM
A trailering story: A friend and I were bringing two horses back from a local show - hers, and a horse belonging to a kid from the barn. Kid loaded up the horse at the show, then drove to the barn with her mom in their car to wait for her horse to arrive. About a mile away from the barn, all *$*$ broke loose in the trailer. We pull over as quickly as we could, just in time to see kid's horse leaving out the back end. He had kicked the ramp down, broken the rope he was tied with, and busted through the butt chain, all before we even pulled to a stop. I ran around just in time to see second horse coming out under the butt chain. I managed a quick kick and he shot back forward. But there was no way kid's horse was going back in. So my friend drove her horse to the barn, and I jumped on kid's horse bareback with a halter and rode it home. My friend said that I should have seen that poor kid's face when the trailer drove in and her horse was not there!

A funny one at the Santa Barbara turkey show. My (now) sister-in-law was a customer of mine back when she was a junior rider. Her mare was a nice big appendix mare, solid bay with a tiny star. One morning I took some white shoe polish and painted a big white blaze on the mare. It looked quite real actually. When kid arrives to get her mare out of the stall and get ready for her class, she stopped at the stall door, gave a funny look at the mare, then walked up and down the aisle looking for her horse. She was getting more and more panicked as she couldn't find her plain bay mare! The entire barn got a good laugh, and the mare showed the rest of the show with a lovely blaze.

Hunter Mom
Aug. 10, 2009, 04:39 PM
First show as an adult - I'm on a pony who can be a snot. We're at schooling on Friday night and Pony & I part ways after a jump where she decided to turn right and I chose left. I get back on, jump a fence and rejoin all the girls from our barn in the middle of the ring. THey're all laughing hysterically. Turns out I'd split my jeans wide open just under the rear pocket. Nice look - and I had to finish settling her in after that.

Aug. 10, 2009, 05:12 PM
Trav, who was my steady eddy, got the Pretty Boy Floyd award at his first ever show. We left him overnight on Friday, got there early Sat morning, fed, rider wanted to get up on him and get him in the schooling ring. He was a total pi$$ ant being tacked up. She jumps on, gets through the gates, and he has the bronc busting bucking fit from he!!, sends rider flying.

Once they catch him (yes, he got loose :o ) I take him in the round pen, lunge him for a minute, hop on, and he's Mr. Angel. A really good friend, awesome rider, offers to hop on him and take him over a few jumps to teach him he can't get away with that. They go in the schooling ring, he's doing great. I look down for 1 second, look up, and she's ON THE GROUND. Rider is a favorite with everyone, so of course everyone is giving me that "How dare you bring that crazy horse that can throw MM!" And I'm ready to sink into a 6' hole of embarrassment.

She comes out laughing, says it wasn't his fault and she'll take him in his class. First rider refused to get back on him, don't blame her, she had another ride and I didn't want her to jeopardize that.

So he goes into his classes and WINS 1 of the OF classes, the flat, and a 3rd in the 2nd OF, so he's champion for the division for that day.

So all my old barn mates give him the Pretty Boy Floyd award, for the horse who can throw 2 riders at one show and still win his classes.

He got champion for the division the next year, and for most of his life you could put a 6 year old on him and he'd take care of them. But I learned that he DID have a 'loony button', and how to read the signs, and when he went into loony mode, a 5 minute lunge would fix him, so we never had another incident, thankfully.

Aug. 10, 2009, 06:37 PM
This happened over 20 yrs ago and I still hear about it on occasion-At a very well attended hunter show (unrated) at a "castle" tourist attraction I was schooling in the unfenced schooling area in the rain. Suddenly, my horse bolted and bucked his way across with me flying off.(I like to say I did an emercency dismount:D) He went galloping down the long driveway past dozens of trailers headed for who knows where. I started the long walk back to trainers trailer and guess what I found when I got there???
I still here the story of the other riders standing there as my riderless horse came running right back to the trailer he came to the show on!!
I laugh about it now but I wasn't laughing then.. he was a real SOB

Aug. 10, 2009, 11:23 PM
He got champion for the division the next year, and for most of his life you could put a 6 year old on him and he'd take care of them. But I learned that he DID have a 'loony button', and how to read the signs, and when he went into loony mode, a 5 minute lunge would fix him, so we never had another incident, thankfully.

SO what was his button?

Aug. 10, 2009, 11:58 PM
We were at our last show of the season and I was super nervous. We were going *so slow* that even my Dad (who knows NOTHING about horses) knew my horse was going to stop at the fence. The only one who didn't know? Me. I went flying over his head into the fence. :sigh:

As for funny mounting stories-went to get on bareback once and went flying over to the other side. I laid on the ground laughing for a good 5 minutes :lol:

Aug. 11, 2009, 12:52 AM
I was riding in a schooling show at my barn several years back on a super-cute Farnley pony, in an eq. class at either 2'6" or 2'9", can't remember off hand. We go in, make our circle, jump the first outside line, turn to the first diagonal. Pony SLAMS on the brakes out of nowhere, I end up on his neck (thank goodness the fence was chest high for him so he couldn't put his head down or off I'd have gone, in slow motion, over his ears) and while I'm trying desperately to get back in the saddle, he's calmly munching the flowers decorating the jump. I get situated, and he does NOT want to leave his snack. I persuade him otherwise and we finish the trip without further incident. It was not my finest moment as a rider!

Even more hilarious is, there were only six in the class, so I got a ribbon for the round. To this day I look at that ribbon and laugh.

Aug. 11, 2009, 01:59 PM
I went to a show with a few ponies in the early spring one year. There were temporary stalls in a smaller indoor arena and I had plastic stall guards tied on with baling twine as usual. After schooling a bit and setting up everything I headed home to sleep before the show the next day.

I arrive the next morning to feed, water, clean stalls and start grooming to school, so I'd say it was about 4 in the morning. My half asleep self walks in the barn, first one on the show grounds as usual, only to find tack trunks in the middle of the aisle, hay everywhere, and of course, my two precious ponies missing along with a handful of other horses in the aisle.

Luckily, I knew all of the horses that had escaped and was able to catch them one by one and put them back in the stalls. I find one of the ponies sleeping in another horse's stall and the other one eating some left over pizza. :lol:

Fast forward to the next morning when I once again come in half asleep to find the aisle intact, yet there is still hay everywhere. Guess who's not in their stalls? My two ponies.

Needless to say, the two spent the rest of their show nights with two stall guards and a tack trunk right in front of their stalls. Fire hazard, yes. But it worked for the last few nights and there were no problems. :D

Aug. 11, 2009, 02:12 PM
Mortifying moment I remember most was pony screeching to a halt in an o/f class, right in front of the judge, to poop. I mean, she SLAMMED on the brakes, just propped. I didn't come off, but sort of wished I had. Everyone was laughing.

Aug. 11, 2009, 02:20 PM
I guess I'll add one too...

A couple of years ago, when my hunter was still in his pre-green year, my barn went to an AA show in the Midwest. The show was at a facility which happens to be connected to miles and miles of pretty amazing trails. I, and two barn buddies, decided to take the 3 freshly imported pre-green horses (two of which were for sale for $$$) on a trail ride. Not a horrible decision, in itself, but it gets better. We happened to choose a trail that crosses a shallow river. Rather than turn back to the barn, we chose to forget for a moment that we were sitting on very green, very valuable, show horses, and decided to try to cross the river. It was very shallow (ankle deep...maybe), but wide enough that the horses couldn't just jump across. And they were not interested in getting wet. At all. Long story short, all three of us ended up soaking wet. When we finally arrived back at the barn, our trainer just looked at us, raised an eyebrow, shook her head, and walked away. Thankfully, none of the horses were injured, and we all survived.

Aug. 11, 2009, 02:52 PM
For DD's first show, we were going to use an older schoolmaster belonging to her riding instructor. Get to the barn to find Mr. riding instructor - Mrs. RI has a migraine so he is going instead. Fine, they both teach and this is a great horse so off we go. Get to the show which was supposed to have been in 2 rings to find they have combined them into the indoor due to heavy rains for the last few days. Now DD's early morning class is an early afternoon class and Mr. RI says he can't stay because he has something else to do and leaves!

Ok, so rather than leaving too, I school DD and send her into the ring for her first course. Great course until last line coming toward the gate, horse jumps out HUGE and sends DD up on his neck! Her butt is way in front of the saddle so there is no hope of her getting back into it and the reins have flown up and are around his ears, but by gawd she is still on. Schoolmaster canters past me at the ingate, with DD holding on to the cheekpieces, and a look on his face like "well, isn't this akward" and proceeds to finish up his courtesy circle and come to a quiet stop at the ingate. There was dead silence in the indoor from the time she landed on his neck to the time she slid to the ground as every parent in the place was holding their breath and all I could say was "whoa" and hope he didn't drop his head and throw her to the ground.

The bad part was she when she slid off she was on the wrong side of the ingate, so she got DQ'd but came out and pull her stuff together, went back in and won the next o/f class!

I was very proud of both of them that day and will forever have a place in my heart for that old guy's kindness!

Aug. 13, 2009, 05:42 PM
About 4 years ago when I leases a jumper I never did quite get the hang of, I went to school at a show, after having been sick for a while. The ride was going ok, but me, being scared of anything higher that 2'9 and picking to the worst distance possible, eventually fell on the horse's neck when the fence got up around 3'3"ish and ended up bruising my face.

There was also the time I found a terrible distance to an oxer in the mini medal. I nearly came off, but not quite. I was able to finish the course, but obviously did not win.

Another horse I showed in the children's hunters liked to stop at fences, randomly. He stopped at a shiny green gate that belonged to an oxer on the out of an outside line. I fell off and landed on my feet. This worked out ok until the muscles locked up around my hip and I had to make a few very painful trips to a massage therapist.

Dancing Lawn
Aug. 13, 2009, 06:01 PM
I'm standing ringside watching, because they're all SO cute, on their little ponies, hair in braids and ribbons.

they're asked to TROT.

little legs are thumping and waling against fat little pony sides, ponies are responding or not responding, as little ponies are wont to do.

I see the judge and ringsteward pretty much CRUMPLE up in laughter.

asked why, after the class, I'm told one particularly sweet looking little child was telling her pony, {after kicking futiley for half the ring} stage whispered to her pony:

go FORWARD, you little SNOT. FORWARD.

Aug. 14, 2009, 02:39 PM
Less of an embarassing/horrifying/miserable story and more of a really really happy one, but this seemed like the best place to share and I'm still pretty freakin happy.

I've owned this really fantastic horse for the past 2 years. He's saved my ass more times than I honestly deserved and then some, but has taught me a ton about how to ride. The past 2 years have felt like yo-yo-ing between remembering the correct ride, and screwing up a million other times when I don't. When we get it right, its really right. When its bad, its very..very..bad. Anyways, I leave for college in 3 weeks, and showed with him our last time this week. My horse was completely game and happy and a complete pleasure to be riding. I'm still totally thrilled that I finally got my head screwed on straight, and he was so great once I did. It was a perfect way to end for us.
And to boot, we got a great picture!

Any other happy-ending stories??