MrRugman
10-22-2009, 6:47 PM
Finally Under Hoof (well all most) 2004
A true Story
Here it was, the day I was to get under hoof for the first time.
I picked up my lady friend, I will call her Fran, and we were to meet the stable owners around 8 pm. All was going good, then the highway just stopped, an accident up ahead and the police had the road closed. We sat there for about 30 minutes before the traffic started to move and now we were going to be late. I asked Fran to call and tell them we were going to be a little late.
I had gotten the address of the stable the day before and I looked it up on my mapping software and this place is in the middle of nowhere, but the directions they sent to Fran looked easy to follow but finding the stable in the dark might be a problem. We got off the highway and started following the directions. Left turn, go 2 miles, right turn, go 5 miles, the road forks take the right fork, go 3.7 miles, I wish the road signs were better, right turn, go 4 miles to the stop sign then go left for 2.2 miles and look for a sign with he stable name on it and turn left into the dirt road.
Well we found the sign and I turned into the dirt road, it was dark out there and we didn’t see a light anywhere. We drove for what seamed like forever down this dirt road, we had gone almost a ½ mile when the road opened up into what looked like a large clearing. It’s a parking lot! I drove through the parking lot and after a few hundred feet the road made a sharp right turn. There were a few small buildings around us and there, in front of us was a very large building, and I could see there were lights on inside. Was this the indoor arena, well I would find out very soon? I drove up to the open door of this building, it was almost ¼ mile, and we got out and walked to the door and looked in.
This building was HUGE; I guessed it was larger than a football field. (I learned the building was 450 ft by 150 ft, they later told me you could see that building from space) We went inside but there wasn’t anyone around. I asked Fran to call them on her cell phone but before she could find her phone and dial I heard a car coming down the road.
Fran and I went to the door as the car pulled up and the stable owners got out, (I will call them Mary and Bob), Mary was driving and she got out first. Mary was more than cute; she was about 5’6’, blond hair and a great figure. She had on a white top, jeans and black ridding boots with spurs. I was very happy! Bob got out of the car and we all went into the building. We all said hello, I gave them the gift I got for them, and we talked for a little while. Mary asked me, “Do you know anything about horses,” “Do you know you might get hurt.” I answered yes to both and we talked a few more minutes. I found out they own over 30 horses and board up to 20 more, the farm is a little over 60 acres, they are next to state land and there are miles and miles of trails. We had talked about 15 minutes when Bob said, “Well I guess we are going to need a horse, Mary why don’t you get Max.” Mary said Ok and she would be right back.
After a couple of minutes I heard, Clop, Clop, Clop, and Mary walked through the door with this HUGE horse following behind her. Now I’m almost 6’2” and I had to look up to be able to look this horse in the face. Mary asked me if maybe Max might be a “little” to big. I asked her if she knew how much Max weighed. She said “Oh around 1,500, 1,600 lbs.”
They had told Fran that Max was a big horse, but 1,600 lbs!
I will tell you I was tempted to say something dumb like “No Max will do fine,” but I did some quick math in my head and came up with around 500 lbs for each foreleg and for the first time I knew I shouldn’t try getting under Max, but if I got the chance at a later date I knew I would like to try.
I said “I think Max is a little to big for my first time, do you have a horse that’s around 1,000 lbs.” Mary said “We sure do,” and she led Max out the door.
Fran and Bob were talking and I started to think, WOW Mary was willing to flatten me with a horse that was 1,600 lbs I think this is going to work out.
I heard Mary calling through the door “Would 1,100 – 1,200 lbs be ok?” I said, “That would be fine.” Mary said “Ok I have to go up to the other barn I will be right back.”
I just stood there, almost in a daze, I could hear Fran and Bob talking but I had no idea what they were saying. I did bring my camera and I remember Fran telling me this might be a onetime deal and I didn’t want to do anything that might screw this up so I wasn’t going to ask if I could get some photos, if it worked out there would be plenty of time for that. Would Mary just walk the horse over me, would she ride it, how many times would she do it, what would it feel like when I got stepped on?
I was so deep in thought I didn’t hear Mary come back into the arena. The horse she had with her was smaller and I would have to take her word as to how much the horse weighted by this time I was sure they were guessing on the weight. “How is this one, she is about 1,150 lbs,” Mary said. “She will do fine,” I said.
This horse just walked right up to me and started to rub her head on me. “Her name is Jenny and as you can see she is a very friendly horse,” Mary said. Then Bob said “She likes it when you scratch her behind her ears.” Jenny was facing me and I reached out and started to do what Bob suggested, scratch Jenny behind her ears. As I was doing this Jenny turned so she ended up standing next to me and she was facing the open door like I was. She then leaned into me, I guess she liked what I was doing, and she stepped right on my foot leaned into me a little harder and just stood there. I was happy, and it seamed like this was off to a good start. The 4 of us continued to talk for about 10 more minuets, all the while Jenny stood with a front hoof planted squarely on my right foot. From the hoof on my foot I could tell I was going to be able to take Jenny’s weight when she was stepping on the rest of me.
“Well I guess we should start,” Mary said.
“Bob, why don’t you get Arthur a blanket to lay on,” Then Mary explained that the floor of the arena wasn’t dirt but it was shredded leather, I hadn’t really noticed but I can tell you it was very soft to walk on.
Bob got a blanket and handed it to me, I pushed Jenny off my foot and that was the first time Mary knew the horse was standing on my foot, “Didn’t that hurt,” she said. “No, it wasn’t to bad,” I said.
I took the blanket and walked about 10 feet away from where I was standing and I placed it on the floor. I looked over to Mary and asked if she was ready, She said “Yes, I’m going to lead Jenny over you first, OK.”
I said it was ok with me and laid down on the blanket. My hart was pounding, after almost 5 years of trying I was finally going to be stepped on by a horse.
Mary started to walk toward me with Jenny right behind her I looked over to see Jenny’s hooves sinking into the arena floor as she walked, it looked like her rear hoof was stepping in about the same spot the front hoof was, so I might get stepped on twice on the first pass.
They got closer, Mary was stepping over me, Jenny would take one more step and then she would be on me. Jenny’s head was passing over me. One of her hooves came down right next to me, the next step she would be on me. My mind was racing, what would it feel like, how much would it hurt, I hope her shoe leaves a real nice imprint on me!
Jenny lifted her hoof, this was it, and I was about to be stepped on by a 1,100 lb horse.
And then, Jenny just STOPPED; she put her hoof down next to me and WOULD NOT MOVE. Mary pulled on the reins over and over, but Jenny just stood there, she wouldn’t even step over me. Mary stood there with a puzzled look on her face. “I was sure she would do it,” Mary said. Then Bob said, “I know, I’ll get a bucket of feed, that should get her moving.” Bob got a bucket of feed a handed it to Mary.
Mary put the feed in front of Jenny and Jenny reached for it. Mary moved the bucket trying to get Jenny to move but the horse would not move. Bob took one of Jenny’s hooves a lifted it up and put it on me, but Jenny just pulled back and put her hoof back on the floor. Well they, Bob & Mary, pulled, pushed and placed one of Jenny’s hooves on me for over 30 minutes with no luck. Fran said “I think it would be easer if he was even with the floor.”
It was now around 10 pm and there was no way I was going to ask them to dig up the floor of the arena, even after Mary said they would.
Then Bob said “how about putting a piece of plywood over him, she walks on the plywood in the show,” At this point I was ready to try anything.
“If you think that will work lets try,” I said
Bob went and got a 4x8 sheet of ½ “ plywood and placed it on me. Mary led Jenny over to the end of the plywood and very slowly led Jenny onto the wood. Mary steps up on to the plywood with the feed bucked and Jenny follows right behind her. Bob was right Jenny stepped right up onto the plywood and Mary walked her to the middle and stopped. So here I am under the plywood with Mary and Jenny standing on me. I’m supporting over 1,200 lbs of rider and horse and I’m not even breathing hard! Mary just stood there feeding Jenny and talking with Fran and Bob. I looked over to Fran to see she was standing there with a big smile on her face so I knew she was enjoying what was happening. Then I looked up at Mary, who for the first time was looking down at me, She had what looked like an evil little grin on her face and she looked away and talked with Fran for a few minutes. Jenny finished the feed and Mary looks down at me and says “Now I’m going to walk her over the board a few times, OK,” I answer “Great, lets do it.”
Mary walks Jenny off the plywood and starts walking in a circle. The first pass over me they are going fairly slow and Mary is looking at my face to see my reaction. With each new pass Mary walks Jenny over the plywood a little faster all the time watching my reaction. After about 8 passes they are going over me about as fast as possible with Mary leading Jenny, and Mary stops on the plywood looks down and says, “How you doing down there?” I say “Fine I could do this for days.” “Great, now how about if I try to ride her over you?” she says. I could see that little evil grin starting to show. That would be great, if you think you can, do it.” Was my answer.
Mary walked Jenny over to one of the jumps that was set up in the middle of the arena and mounts Jenny and rides back over to me bareback, stops at the end of the plywood, looks down at me and asks “Are you ready.” Again I see the start of a evil little grin! “YES,” was my answer. And with out another word she starts Jenny over the plywood. Mary rides slowly over me and circles around for another pass. Again with each pass she goes a little faster. Ten times she rides over me, on the last pass she stops again, looks down to see if I was OK I guess, and says “I think I can get her to trot over you, OK,” This time I see that Grin on her face is getting bigger! “Go for it,” I say, and she rides off and starts a bigger circle. The first pass was not that slow and again each pass was faster. Here I am under a sheet of plywood with Jenny’s hooves pounding over me! I loved it, but wished I could have gotten rid of the wood.
Well Mary rode Jenny over me, over and over again, faster and faster each time and by the time she was ready to stop she was galloping over me, I don’t think she was ridding over me as fast as she could have been going because of the plywood, but it was a great feeling and seeing Jenny’s hooves crashing into the wood, well what can I say.
Mary stopped and rode Jenny onto the plywood stopped and looked down at me and asked if I was Ok. The look on her face was wonderful that evil little grin now looked like it went from ear to ear and she also looked so happy, something like it was Xmas and Santa left a big pile of gifts for her, I think you all know what I’m trying to say. I told her I was fine, and I was I could have laid there all night and still would have been fine. She then said, “It’s getting real late and I think we should stop now.” I answered “OK.” Mary rode Jenny off the plywood and Bob came over to lift the wood off me. As I was getting up Mary was riding over to me. I was thinking of how I was going to ask if we could do this again, but before I could get the words out Mary said “Don’t worry the next time we will do it with out the wood, there are 40 horses here and if I have to I will try all of them!”
Wow, this is more than I had hoped for, remember Fran thought this might be a one time thing, do it again, all the horses, I didn’t know what to say. Really I was dumb founded I didn’t know what to say to her, so all I said was “Thank You.”
Mary went to put Jenny back in her stall and we, Fran, Bob and Myself went to there house for coffee, Mary joined us and we talked for quite some time.
I am now welcome to come by anytime I want, although Mary may not be able to play if I just stop by. She thinks the next time we can play will be in about 4 or 6 weeks, it has to be when someone that works with them is away from the stable. I plan on going up there soon to see the place in daylight. I also feel not asking if pic’s was a good idea but I’m sure I will be able to get some Pic’s and maybe a video the next time.
On the drive home Fran fell asleep and I had some time to think. What a night, while not what I had hopped for it turned out OK. I met 2 great people that own a horse farm, knew what I was into and were willing to join in, (Mary wouldn’t come out and say it but I know she loved ridding that horse over me) and offered me an open invitation to come back. All things considered it was a very good night.
In fact it was so good I am now thinking of getting my own horse and boarding it there so I would be able to play whenever I wanted to.
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The post I use to find someone with a horse
Horse & rider wanted for equestrian trample
I would like to meet ANYONE that has a horse or has access to a horse and would be open to the idea of riding the horse over me. I have been into being stepped on & trampled for just about as long as I can remember and being stepped on by a horse is something I have always wanted to experience.
I am for real.
I am in the Northeast but I will travel to meet.
Arthur aka MrRugman
Email me at MrRugman@aol.com. and we can talk about it
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I'm still looking for someone with a horse
Arthur aka MrRugman
All ways looking to be trampled
Email - MrRugman@aol.com
My Yahoo Group - http://groups.yahoo.com/group/The_Human_Welcome_Mat/
Yahoo AIM - MrRugman
AOL - AIM - MrRugman
A true Story
Here it was, the day I was to get under hoof for the first time.
I picked up my lady friend, I will call her Fran, and we were to meet the stable owners around 8 pm. All was going good, then the highway just stopped, an accident up ahead and the police had the road closed. We sat there for about 30 minutes before the traffic started to move and now we were going to be late. I asked Fran to call and tell them we were going to be a little late.
I had gotten the address of the stable the day before and I looked it up on my mapping software and this place is in the middle of nowhere, but the directions they sent to Fran looked easy to follow but finding the stable in the dark might be a problem. We got off the highway and started following the directions. Left turn, go 2 miles, right turn, go 5 miles, the road forks take the right fork, go 3.7 miles, I wish the road signs were better, right turn, go 4 miles to the stop sign then go left for 2.2 miles and look for a sign with he stable name on it and turn left into the dirt road.
Well we found the sign and I turned into the dirt road, it was dark out there and we didn’t see a light anywhere. We drove for what seamed like forever down this dirt road, we had gone almost a ½ mile when the road opened up into what looked like a large clearing. It’s a parking lot! I drove through the parking lot and after a few hundred feet the road made a sharp right turn. There were a few small buildings around us and there, in front of us was a very large building, and I could see there were lights on inside. Was this the indoor arena, well I would find out very soon? I drove up to the open door of this building, it was almost ¼ mile, and we got out and walked to the door and looked in.
This building was HUGE; I guessed it was larger than a football field. (I learned the building was 450 ft by 150 ft, they later told me you could see that building from space) We went inside but there wasn’t anyone around. I asked Fran to call them on her cell phone but before she could find her phone and dial I heard a car coming down the road.
Fran and I went to the door as the car pulled up and the stable owners got out, (I will call them Mary and Bob), Mary was driving and she got out first. Mary was more than cute; she was about 5’6’, blond hair and a great figure. She had on a white top, jeans and black ridding boots with spurs. I was very happy! Bob got out of the car and we all went into the building. We all said hello, I gave them the gift I got for them, and we talked for a little while. Mary asked me, “Do you know anything about horses,” “Do you know you might get hurt.” I answered yes to both and we talked a few more minutes. I found out they own over 30 horses and board up to 20 more, the farm is a little over 60 acres, they are next to state land and there are miles and miles of trails. We had talked about 15 minutes when Bob said, “Well I guess we are going to need a horse, Mary why don’t you get Max.” Mary said Ok and she would be right back.
After a couple of minutes I heard, Clop, Clop, Clop, and Mary walked through the door with this HUGE horse following behind her. Now I’m almost 6’2” and I had to look up to be able to look this horse in the face. Mary asked me if maybe Max might be a “little” to big. I asked her if she knew how much Max weighed. She said “Oh around 1,500, 1,600 lbs.”
They had told Fran that Max was a big horse, but 1,600 lbs!
I will tell you I was tempted to say something dumb like “No Max will do fine,” but I did some quick math in my head and came up with around 500 lbs for each foreleg and for the first time I knew I shouldn’t try getting under Max, but if I got the chance at a later date I knew I would like to try.
I said “I think Max is a little to big for my first time, do you have a horse that’s around 1,000 lbs.” Mary said “We sure do,” and she led Max out the door.
Fran and Bob were talking and I started to think, WOW Mary was willing to flatten me with a horse that was 1,600 lbs I think this is going to work out.
I heard Mary calling through the door “Would 1,100 – 1,200 lbs be ok?” I said, “That would be fine.” Mary said “Ok I have to go up to the other barn I will be right back.”
I just stood there, almost in a daze, I could hear Fran and Bob talking but I had no idea what they were saying. I did bring my camera and I remember Fran telling me this might be a onetime deal and I didn’t want to do anything that might screw this up so I wasn’t going to ask if I could get some photos, if it worked out there would be plenty of time for that. Would Mary just walk the horse over me, would she ride it, how many times would she do it, what would it feel like when I got stepped on?
I was so deep in thought I didn’t hear Mary come back into the arena. The horse she had with her was smaller and I would have to take her word as to how much the horse weighted by this time I was sure they were guessing on the weight. “How is this one, she is about 1,150 lbs,” Mary said. “She will do fine,” I said.
This horse just walked right up to me and started to rub her head on me. “Her name is Jenny and as you can see she is a very friendly horse,” Mary said. Then Bob said “She likes it when you scratch her behind her ears.” Jenny was facing me and I reached out and started to do what Bob suggested, scratch Jenny behind her ears. As I was doing this Jenny turned so she ended up standing next to me and she was facing the open door like I was. She then leaned into me, I guess she liked what I was doing, and she stepped right on my foot leaned into me a little harder and just stood there. I was happy, and it seamed like this was off to a good start. The 4 of us continued to talk for about 10 more minuets, all the while Jenny stood with a front hoof planted squarely on my right foot. From the hoof on my foot I could tell I was going to be able to take Jenny’s weight when she was stepping on the rest of me.
“Well I guess we should start,” Mary said.
“Bob, why don’t you get Arthur a blanket to lay on,” Then Mary explained that the floor of the arena wasn’t dirt but it was shredded leather, I hadn’t really noticed but I can tell you it was very soft to walk on.
Bob got a blanket and handed it to me, I pushed Jenny off my foot and that was the first time Mary knew the horse was standing on my foot, “Didn’t that hurt,” she said. “No, it wasn’t to bad,” I said.
I took the blanket and walked about 10 feet away from where I was standing and I placed it on the floor. I looked over to Mary and asked if she was ready, She said “Yes, I’m going to lead Jenny over you first, OK.”
I said it was ok with me and laid down on the blanket. My hart was pounding, after almost 5 years of trying I was finally going to be stepped on by a horse.
Mary started to walk toward me with Jenny right behind her I looked over to see Jenny’s hooves sinking into the arena floor as she walked, it looked like her rear hoof was stepping in about the same spot the front hoof was, so I might get stepped on twice on the first pass.
They got closer, Mary was stepping over me, Jenny would take one more step and then she would be on me. Jenny’s head was passing over me. One of her hooves came down right next to me, the next step she would be on me. My mind was racing, what would it feel like, how much would it hurt, I hope her shoe leaves a real nice imprint on me!
Jenny lifted her hoof, this was it, and I was about to be stepped on by a 1,100 lb horse.
And then, Jenny just STOPPED; she put her hoof down next to me and WOULD NOT MOVE. Mary pulled on the reins over and over, but Jenny just stood there, she wouldn’t even step over me. Mary stood there with a puzzled look on her face. “I was sure she would do it,” Mary said. Then Bob said, “I know, I’ll get a bucket of feed, that should get her moving.” Bob got a bucket of feed a handed it to Mary.
Mary put the feed in front of Jenny and Jenny reached for it. Mary moved the bucket trying to get Jenny to move but the horse would not move. Bob took one of Jenny’s hooves a lifted it up and put it on me, but Jenny just pulled back and put her hoof back on the floor. Well they, Bob & Mary, pulled, pushed and placed one of Jenny’s hooves on me for over 30 minutes with no luck. Fran said “I think it would be easer if he was even with the floor.”
It was now around 10 pm and there was no way I was going to ask them to dig up the floor of the arena, even after Mary said they would.
Then Bob said “how about putting a piece of plywood over him, she walks on the plywood in the show,” At this point I was ready to try anything.
“If you think that will work lets try,” I said
Bob went and got a 4x8 sheet of ½ “ plywood and placed it on me. Mary led Jenny over to the end of the plywood and very slowly led Jenny onto the wood. Mary steps up on to the plywood with the feed bucked and Jenny follows right behind her. Bob was right Jenny stepped right up onto the plywood and Mary walked her to the middle and stopped. So here I am under the plywood with Mary and Jenny standing on me. I’m supporting over 1,200 lbs of rider and horse and I’m not even breathing hard! Mary just stood there feeding Jenny and talking with Fran and Bob. I looked over to Fran to see she was standing there with a big smile on her face so I knew she was enjoying what was happening. Then I looked up at Mary, who for the first time was looking down at me, She had what looked like an evil little grin on her face and she looked away and talked with Fran for a few minutes. Jenny finished the feed and Mary looks down at me and says “Now I’m going to walk her over the board a few times, OK,” I answer “Great, lets do it.”
Mary walks Jenny off the plywood and starts walking in a circle. The first pass over me they are going fairly slow and Mary is looking at my face to see my reaction. With each new pass Mary walks Jenny over the plywood a little faster all the time watching my reaction. After about 8 passes they are going over me about as fast as possible with Mary leading Jenny, and Mary stops on the plywood looks down and says, “How you doing down there?” I say “Fine I could do this for days.” “Great, now how about if I try to ride her over you?” she says. I could see that little evil grin starting to show. That would be great, if you think you can, do it.” Was my answer.
Mary walked Jenny over to one of the jumps that was set up in the middle of the arena and mounts Jenny and rides back over to me bareback, stops at the end of the plywood, looks down at me and asks “Are you ready.” Again I see the start of a evil little grin! “YES,” was my answer. And with out another word she starts Jenny over the plywood. Mary rides slowly over me and circles around for another pass. Again with each pass she goes a little faster. Ten times she rides over me, on the last pass she stops again, looks down to see if I was OK I guess, and says “I think I can get her to trot over you, OK,” This time I see that Grin on her face is getting bigger! “Go for it,” I say, and she rides off and starts a bigger circle. The first pass was not that slow and again each pass was faster. Here I am under a sheet of plywood with Jenny’s hooves pounding over me! I loved it, but wished I could have gotten rid of the wood.
Well Mary rode Jenny over me, over and over again, faster and faster each time and by the time she was ready to stop she was galloping over me, I don’t think she was ridding over me as fast as she could have been going because of the plywood, but it was a great feeling and seeing Jenny’s hooves crashing into the wood, well what can I say.
Mary stopped and rode Jenny onto the plywood stopped and looked down at me and asked if I was Ok. The look on her face was wonderful that evil little grin now looked like it went from ear to ear and she also looked so happy, something like it was Xmas and Santa left a big pile of gifts for her, I think you all know what I’m trying to say. I told her I was fine, and I was I could have laid there all night and still would have been fine. She then said, “It’s getting real late and I think we should stop now.” I answered “OK.” Mary rode Jenny off the plywood and Bob came over to lift the wood off me. As I was getting up Mary was riding over to me. I was thinking of how I was going to ask if we could do this again, but before I could get the words out Mary said “Don’t worry the next time we will do it with out the wood, there are 40 horses here and if I have to I will try all of them!”
Wow, this is more than I had hoped for, remember Fran thought this might be a one time thing, do it again, all the horses, I didn’t know what to say. Really I was dumb founded I didn’t know what to say to her, so all I said was “Thank You.”
Mary went to put Jenny back in her stall and we, Fran, Bob and Myself went to there house for coffee, Mary joined us and we talked for quite some time.
I am now welcome to come by anytime I want, although Mary may not be able to play if I just stop by. She thinks the next time we can play will be in about 4 or 6 weeks, it has to be when someone that works with them is away from the stable. I plan on going up there soon to see the place in daylight. I also feel not asking if pic’s was a good idea but I’m sure I will be able to get some Pic’s and maybe a video the next time.
On the drive home Fran fell asleep and I had some time to think. What a night, while not what I had hopped for it turned out OK. I met 2 great people that own a horse farm, knew what I was into and were willing to join in, (Mary wouldn’t come out and say it but I know she loved ridding that horse over me) and offered me an open invitation to come back. All things considered it was a very good night.
In fact it was so good I am now thinking of getting my own horse and boarding it there so I would be able to play whenever I wanted to.
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The post I use to find someone with a horse
Horse & rider wanted for equestrian trample
I would like to meet ANYONE that has a horse or has access to a horse and would be open to the idea of riding the horse over me. I have been into being stepped on & trampled for just about as long as I can remember and being stepped on by a horse is something I have always wanted to experience.
I am for real.
I am in the Northeast but I will travel to meet.
Arthur aka MrRugman
Email me at MrRugman@aol.com. and we can talk about it
__________________________________________________ _
I'm still looking for someone with a horse
Arthur aka MrRugman
All ways looking to be trampled
Email - MrRugman@aol.com
My Yahoo Group - http://groups.yahoo.com/group/The_Human_Welcome_Mat/
Yahoo AIM - MrRugman
AOL - AIM - MrRugman