The day after Thanksgiving I took the girls to a Dude Ranch out in Bandera for a girl’s getaway. We had so much fun 99.9% of the time. .1% of the time was horrifying!
We were on one of the more advanced trail rides up the side of a mountain. There were 13 people on the ride and 2 wranglers. Coming down the face of the mountain the wrangler in front’s horse bucked. He flew upside down into the air and landed on his back, unconscious, his head hitting a rock. Blood started flowing full on.
Little Ivy was 1st in line behind the wrangler and her horse started going a bit nutty. She managed to pull him out of the line and settle him down. I am so proud of her and her instinct. The wrangler in the back of the line near me shot off down the mountain to get help. I broke line and ran up and dismounted. At this point the guy was moaning and regaining consciousness but had no idea what had happened. I took my top off and wrapped his head and had to pin him down with this other lady because we had no idea what he might have done to his back etc.
This guy finally came up (not in time to offer his shirt mind you) and helped pin the guy until they got a truck up and got him off the mountain. The girls were really shaken and upset but handled themselves great in the crisis. I have to say that the 5 kids on the ride handled it better than most of the adults. They were crying but followed direction well and kept their horses under control.
It ends up the guy broke 4 ribs, dislocated his shoulder, and got a massive concussion. (not to mention a load of stitches in his head).
When we got back into cell reception the next day Zoe called all of her friends and it sure was nice to be the hero for a change!
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