I caught sight of Dante’s first buck out of the corner of my eye and brought Floss to a halt. My daughter and I were sharing a lesson, with me riding solid old Floss and Lauren on young Dante. We’d been trotting around, each going in different directions and doing different patterns, which was putting a bit of pressure on Dante, but Lauren, who is a capable rider, was handling him beautifully.
When I saw the buck and halted, I expected that to be the end of it. Dante has not shown himself to be a bucker; a pigroot when unbalanced has generally been as bad as he gets. This time is different. He bucks again, properly, all four feet off the ground, back arched.