Yanuck what happened is I was helping some friends move their neighbors cows. I was on my horse that was a green 2 1/2 year old. the move was around 12 miles. There was 3 of us riders and a truck and trailer just in case.

Well about mile 10 my horse started stumbling and was tired. We loaded him up and I offered to drive the rig.

Our friend driving it said to take his horse instead. I had never ridden this horse.

The saddle was his, so it didn't fit me and the stirrups were too long.

There was a pair making a break for it and I goosed this horse to go after them. The horse took the bit went right instead of left in a dead run ran up onto the road jumped off of the 3' embankment on the other side, I got loose in the saddle, he gave a buck and I was gone. I know I rolled twice and stopped laying on my back with my right shoulder dislocated.

I had to explain to my friend on how to get it back in.

I did get back on that horse, but afterwards I had lost a lot of my confidence.

I still hate that horse. Every time the weather changes or I'm doing something very physical I hate him all over again.