Again with the horses on the beach!
This was a Sunday ride on the beach with all of us. And it turned into a bit of an adventure.
Elaine was cantering KTJ down the beach when she saw something out of the corner of her eye. She slowed to a trot. Then she realized what she was looking at was the girth to her saddle hanging loose. The straps that hold the girth to the saddle (called billets) broke on one side. There was nothing holding her saddle on.
It is a tribute to her seat on her horse and the fit of that saddle to both horse and rider that she didn't come off. (Unlike me. When my girth broke, Chocolate and I were standing still. I slid off sideways, saddle and all. I was lying on the ground looking up at Choco looking down at me as if to say, "Whatter ya doin' down there?")
Elaine did a little "MacGyver" repair and we rode home, slowly but safely.
Riding is frequently an adventure and a "best moment."
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