Worst trail riding experience I have ever had. Super hectic, stressful and unorganized. Needs to be ran by someone experienced. Ten minutes into the ride one horse started acting up in our group. The leader switched horses and two minutes later was bucked off of the horse and flew through the air in front of our whole group, including young children. Instead of turning back which would have been the responsible thing to do we were told to keep going. Unable to enjoy any of it because we were all so freaked out. I am going to try to not let this experience ruin my love and relaxation i normally find in riding.
I was on summer vacation and had been up in Sparta for the Elroy-Sparta bike trail. It was our last day up there and I loved horses (preveious tense, notice). We called ahead for reservations and my mom asked them if we need anything. Typically for riding you need heeled shoes and long pants. I didn't have either. We asked if that was okay and they said it was fine. We got there and there was another mother and daughter with us. Not even five minutes into our trial ride, the horses got spooked. My mother got bucked off and so did the other woman's daughter. My horse reared up and took off. It went for a mile or two before coming back to the barn and throwing me over on concrete. I was incapable of moving and my arm had swollen up. With normal horses, yes it's common for horses to get spooked, but these were trail horses. They are trained NOT to get spooked so easily. These horses were freaking out. To make matters worse the three horses that had come back (all riderless) started fighting. The door was locked and I couldn't get away from them. My stepdad and mom had to carry me to the MAYO clinic nearby in Eau Claire. My right arm below the thumb had swollen horribly bad and I was cut up and bruised everywhere. We had X-rays done and nothing was broken, just a little out of place (I really don't remeber too well). I would have been fine though except the women who ran the place basically said, 'Now honey, when a horse takes off, you don't scream because you'll frighten the horse.' That was the worst advice in my life. It was like they thought it was MY fault. Long story short: because of this place, I am terrified of horses. (I used to be a great rider and did barrel)