So I was driving through the field and had made it half way in. There was some hay on the ground, etc so I was trying to avoid it the best I could…but the hay spot was pretty big. So I tried to speed up my rig hoping that a little speed would carry me though. I made it about half through the hay spot before my truck slowed to an almost stop. Not wanting to be jerky to the mare I gently eased on the gas. As soon as I did that my truck started to move…sideways.
Everyone was still by their trailers so they could see me start to slip and slide out of control. I quickly tried to rock back and forward again but it was too late. I was stuck. The OGD was looking concerned so I tried not to freak out about it. I mean, people don’t get stuck forever right? So I had a brilliant idea…what id I just unloaded TM and tried again? Maybe loosing that extra weight would be enough. I knew better than to dig myself in to a hole so I was really not that far gone yet.
So, I had clearly made a grand entrance at that point. I was literally stuck dead in the middle of the field with all eyes on me as people were getting their horses ready. In fact, I had made such an entrance that the farm owner came over to see what the heck was going on. At the same time a string of three trailers had come by and had to turn around since they were now afraid of getting stuck as well.
Did I mention that getting stuck is one of my biggest fears about driving a trailer? At this point I was in full on public humiliation and hating it. What was worse was now I had to unload my green horse and the only person I had to give her to was a 9 year old. Can we say “bad idea” all together now? Without much of a choice I took TM off the trailer and gave her away. The poor kid was scared…and so was my horse. I sent them off to graze close by with the instructions that if TM got scary to just drop the line and get away. I am such a good chaperon right?
So at this point I am FREAKING OUT. My trailer is STUCK and I have a 9 year old holding a GREEN horse. I am trying to stay calm on the outside, but in my head it was just swear word after swear word. The Farm Owner for the show grounds was great. He really saved me from panic attack that I was going to have. We put our minds to work and with the help of his tractor and unhooking my trailer I eventually was freed. The whole time that I was doing this I was looking over to watch TM and the OGD. TM was just walking in circle around the kid, but on a scale of how badly she could have been I was pretty proud of the two of them just circling close by. It had taken over 20 minutes to get my trailer unstuck so I had 5 minutes to register for my first class. I asked the OGD to watch TM for another minute so I could enter.
I entered for 8 classes. That entry form was the stuff that dreams are made of (or at least my dreams). I was doing every English class I could that was just walk and trot. I had just enough time to run back to the trailer and put my boots and helmet on before they did the final call for my first class.
To Be Continued…