... well, except for a broken finger (I'm certainly getting my money's worth from the health service for all the taxes I paid this year!). Most importantly - my confidence is maybe even better than ever. I rode, I fell off, and I'm OK, and Rusty's OK - the "worst" didn't happen. This morning I did some leading around over some little obstacles I made in the arena and then hopped on for a bit of walk/trot. Two ladies I know came in to say they were going out on a trail ride (hack to you folks) and invited me along. They know I'm nervous and said they wouldn't canter - so, didn't blither on about it, I just said yes! Got my body protector on and off we went. Didn't start out too badly - we went in the back. Came to a little mostly dried up stream that Rusty didn't want to cross, but we did it - thanks to encouragement from Trudy & Pat. After that, he was a bit "on his toes" - in hindsight, Trudy said we should have switched horses then. I was feeling quite proud of myself (and we all know what pride goes before!) and mentally composing a happy hacking post for NR, when we circled back to the stream. Trudy said I sat the first buck very well :redface: All I remember is thinking I better get my other foot out of the stirrup (had already lost one). Did fall in some nice soft mud. Rusty stood a few feet away, unhurt and allowed Trudy to catch him. We all walked back. Noticed my middle left finger was quite sore. By the time I finished grooming Rusty and settling him in, it was purple. Thought I'd better go to ER just in case - after a lovely 3 1/2 hour wait - it's broken. Not badly, more a bone chip caused by ligament tear. It's in a splint and not too sore right now. Surprisingly enough, they agreed to take me out again when I'm ready.