I went out extra early this morning before work as we got rained off last night, it did not go to plan. We set off as normal, Monkey was a bit aware of things, which is not entirely unusual for him but I should have paid more attention. It was beautiful and sunny and I was just enjoying myself.


We'd had a good bimble out for a couple of miles, nice trots and canters, but a dead stop at one dog walker on an adjacent track just because he saw her.
At about 2.5 miles cantering up a long hill we both saw a runner at the same time, she was coming along a track through the trees towards us with the sun behind her and wearing all black, so I can see how it surprised him, but canter into a 180 spin deposited me. I hung on, felt the buckle end of the reins snap, then seconds later the bit end broke, and he took off for home. No amount of calling and shaking a bag of apples from my pocket was going to stop him.
I am very lucky to have good friends to call, one went to the yard for Monkey, the other came out to find me, she also found one of my stirrups/leathers in the 60mph road he had crossed.
When I got back I put new reins on and went back out, as much as anything to cool him out, but also to reassure him it's not terrifying out there. He was like a lamb.

We met a lady walking her dogs on the drove, he had passed her on his way back, flat out, and although she flattened herself to the side of the narrow track, he had skimmed her as he passed, so she was understandably shaken but very understanding and more worried about me. Somehow he had missed the dogs and not got tangled in leads as he passed! I don't care about coming off, but I really hate the bolting for home, not sure there is much I can do about it though, ideas welcome!
He’s back to the important job of eating.
