well.. TB's are the scaredy cats of horses I swear! Everything under the sun scares them. SO i have some AWESOME crash stories lol!!!

*let me start by saying my parents never came to see me ride, they would hear various crash stories and success stories but never came to see for themselves, perhaps it was that they were scared. Maybe they were just uninterested who knows.. this one particular day however they came to see me ride. It was a barrel racing competition and i was on my ever trusty yet crazy steed Majik. She had a LONG history for being unpredictable during rodeo, sometimes she would run in like hell and have an awesome run and others she would rear and refuse often resulting in lost money for entrance fees. This particular day she was running great, we had done polls and a couple other runs and clover leaf pattern was last, my parents showed up just in time for my last run. I dont know if it was the crummy weather, it being a long hot day and she was just spent or me being nervous about my parents being there... whatever it was it wasnt good. She started off refusing so i tried to trick her into passing the gate and turn in at the last moment, success it worked! I gave her a nudge and up she went.. rear after rear she went higher every time.. of course i was loosing my patience because for once my mom and dad showed up and here she was making me look bad lol.. she reared a few more times before I finally kicked her good and hard to tell her i was done playing and it was time to work. She reared up and ran backwards on her hind end and we went through the fence, she fell over on her side.. i was between her and the ground and all i could hear was people screaming. I wound up with more of a bruised ego then anything else, the sand and clay packed in my ears, eyes, hair and clothes was noting compared to the bruised ego lol.. i was a bit sore after that but let her off for the rest of the day. She had a couple days of rest and we never took her to another SFBRA show again (south florida barrel racer assoc) Her rodeo career was quickly fading and it had just began about a year prior. She just wasnt made to race and I accepted that. We went on to do western pleasure and equitation with her.