Today’s installment of “Oh Crap” is brought to you by the Otter Creek Summer Horse Trials, during which my Morgan gelding Onyx and I successfully navigated John Williams’ Beginner Novice cross-country course with only one or two slight mishaps. This particular minor cardiac incident was captured by Xpress Foto at Fence 12, an inviting white picnic table that Onyx was certain was a hiding spot for horse-eating monsters. My plucky pony put on his big boy pants and launched us over the obstacle …
… and, judging from his expression, realized in midair that his rider was more or less up Crap Creek without a paddle. “Welp,” Onyx was probably thinking, “if she falls and gets eaten by the picnic table monsters, she can’t say that I didn’t try to save her hopeless butt.”
In the meantime, my sole thought was, “Oh … CRAP.” Give or take four letters.
Bless this pony and his sturdy, stumpy neck for catching my flailing carcass and just keepin’ on trucking along …
… allowing me to quickly recover from my near introduction to the turf and to replace my “Oh Crap” Face with my Game Face once more. Or maybe that’s a face of Sweet Relief.
This entire sequence occurred in just a few seconds, and thanks to the event photographers at Otter Creek, I have hilarious visuals to accompany my favorite story from the weekend.
Go “Oh Crap” faces. Go Eventing.