adventure Ponyhof Our second adventure was planned on 1. Held in June. For eleven of us were in the Odenwald, in the so-called "
Aspenhof ," his sign pony with Eastern bloc mentality. When we arrived, we were skeptical-faced, slightly overweight girls in riding pants received the tribute to us either not look at us from top to bottom or scrapped. Imports from Poland or Kazakhstan girls obviously felt no great desire, we are called as guests or customers (with cash!) To welcome in their yard. It is questionable whether they are generally seen as a dignified and human beings.
Karina and Isabel already had an hour before we practiced a little on the parade ground and it has already made similar discoveries as we: The horses had, despite the early time exhausted and worn out, the owners were indifferent and left an unpleasant impression, the chief horse-makers thought was a brutal butcher of the German language was not powerful, but it knew how to handle horses.
Whatever. We wanted to ride anyway - albeit one so as not to burden our consciences also, or for the future. We explained the horse butcher, that we wanted to ride out on eleven of eleven horses, whereupon he laughed and said, "Nine?" I then: "No, we are to eleven." Then he looked around a few long seconds in the yard and said, "Ten?" Whereupon I was all for the best: ".. We are eleven of eleven people Eleven horses we have announced the phone." What little that impressed him most. The upshot was, I think he began to laugh hysterically and then told that we would have to wait until enough horses were at the farm. So we have been waiting
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And then suddenly everything went very quickly. Under pressure by the presence of other guests who were waiting for horses and horse-riding, we decided spontaneously to ride in separate groups. Group number one was, as far as I can remember, from Isabel, Kalle, Marion, Karina, Eva and me. The ride was unfortunately complicated because my horse at some point the connection to the group, lost, due to its well-felt alone and took the way home without me anything about it would align can. Kalle, my hero, followed me (albeit in 2.5 km distance and is therefore completely ineffective) and we did it together - I am very desperate - with no interference of another to the point of our rides, where I was asking the other (and upset?) welcomed. Kalle is then again reversed to obtain the group, I stayed to smoke a cigarette frustrating. In any event, the group was left behind at one stage be given the joy of a horse and we went to the fenced area, to have all times been sitting on a horse's back.
Christopher was allowed at first. With his Helmet and the wonder-working backpack he was to start quite well until the horse butcher walked into the place (or was he already there?) And said that a real man would on a real horse but gallop well, whereupon he the horse a pat missed, and then the horse was not thrilled, and then the bucking horse, after which Christopher was lying on the ground. I remember only vaguely (everything happened so damn fast) that I heard a terrified scream over from Anna, which sounded something like: "You stupid asshole Aaaaah, screaming, Christoooooph!" and so on and that Christopher is shocked and pickiert to the horse slaughterer turned to him to read the riot act, but it forgot that the guy did not speak German, let alone understand. To show us, and Christopher, that you may well galloping on the horse, he then sat on it and even rode a few laps at a fast pace. We were all very impressed.
were then we have brought more horses, so that finally all - except for Felix, who worked with his vice versa mounted bicycle helmet by the way charming, but when riding very restrained - on a were allowed to sit and some horse riding. Here was ridden horses there were exchanged, it was to help screamed and looked anxious and of course there were also happy moments, for sure! Then one day the group came back riding and we were all together again. Were exchanged experiences and it was reported of events that had happened in the meantime, after which further ridden and retold and eventually made himself a group number two on the way in the wilderness, consisting of Saad, Kalle, Christian, Marion and I ( This time I had another horse). The ride was nice but short. Galloping was also what most delighted Christin high, would have on the way back to the yard like turned again to jump again in the forest of bushes and branches, but her horse was not so enamored of the idea and headed to the very determined way home. Saad is the way the meantime, sometimes slipped off the horse - in a puddle riiiiesige - because his horse probably the combination of wet, slippery downhill and could not coordinate so well. Poor Saad.
And so was our trip to Poland, uh, I mean to Aspenhof in the Odenwald, a successful trip, which has made despite the many incidents and sights much fun and we in too many moments where the feeling was that we were real cowboys, adventurers so right!
PS: Felix Incidentally, sat still on a horse. His ride was short but very impressive.
