Also good advice. There’s an area my buddy affectionately referred to as “the kill zone” which is just the right distance away that a kicking hoof can be at full velocity/force; this is precisely where you do not want to be if a kick happens.
but the best advice is to learn things like this from someone In Real Life around horses, because you can see which ones are totally chill and which ones are fucking bonkers. [Insert reference to various kinds of people here.]
Half a lifetime ago I worked as a wrangler, in charge of 16 horses. They were all retired race horses, full bred quarter horses. I’d teach people horsemanship, and then take them on a 10 mile overnight ride at the end of a week’s worth of instruction. Most of the horses were pretty chill, but there was one that just wanted to fucking fight everything. It tested literally everything you did, and it would fuck you up if you didn’t know how to handle ornery horses. Needless to say, I made sure I was always the one riding that horse, and also told people to stay the hell away from it. I never took my eyes off that bad boy whenever I was near him.
Also good advice. There’s an area my buddy affectionately referred to as “the kill zone” which is just the right distance away that a kicking hoof can be at full velocity/force; this is precisely where you do not want to be if a kick happens.
but the best advice is to learn things like this from someone In Real Life around horses, because you can see which ones are totally chill and which ones are fucking bonkers. [Insert reference to various kinds of people here.]
Half a lifetime ago I worked as a wrangler, in charge of 16 horses. They were all retired race horses, full bred quarter horses. I’d teach people horsemanship, and then take them on a 10 mile overnight ride at the end of a week’s worth of instruction. Most of the horses were pretty chill, but there was one that just wanted to fucking fight everything. It tested literally everything you did, and it would fuck you up if you didn’t know how to handle ornery horses. Needless to say, I made sure I was always the one riding that horse, and also told people to stay the hell away from it. I never took my eyes off that bad boy whenever I was near him.