A conversation about holding onto the saddle horn in another thread reminded me of this story and I thought it would be fun to share our embarrassing moments because who doesn't like to relive those times when they looked like a complete fool? When I first learned to ride, I habitually grabbed the horn when I trotted or cantered. I generally rode with my dad and I wanted so badly to look like he did. So one day when we were cantering along a flat dirt road I decided I was going to go for broke and let go, and ride like a real cowgirl! I was maybe 9 or 10. My dad was ahead of me, cantering along, straight back, relaxed in the saddle, NOT holding on to anything. I gathered my courage and took my hand off the horn. I IMMEDIATELY lost my balance. I started slipping off to the side, lost at least one stirrup, grabbed frantically for the horn, and found myself cantering up the road, halfway off my horse, trying desperately to claw my way back into the saddle. I must have looked hilarious. Of course, all this was wasted on my dad, who couldn't see the drama playing out behind him. I managed to not fall off and, as the road wasn't all that long, he soon drew rein, I was able to right myself and by the time I caught up to him, I was once more in the saddle. I don't think I mentioned any of it to him and it wasn't long after that when I found I was able to properly balance after all - I just needed to quit thinking about it and just do it. Okay, your turn!