Note from Jane: I so love this one: I can see myself doing this. Thanks Cara!
I have come off many times since 1973.
The most memorable, for conversation anyway, was my fall from off a horse that was asleep.
We were in a group jumping lesson on school horses. One student was on course: the rest of us were in a neutral area, waiting our turn.
It was a long, boring wait.
The waiting horses were asleep. The waiting riders in a trance. I heard a jet overhead, and looked up to watch. Moving faster than the speed of sound, it was not there. I began to scan the sky overhead, searching.
This made me dizzy.
I fell off the horse and woke him up. He was startled and went tearing around the ring. Everyone woke up. It was nuts!