#riding

There were worse things than death. There would be a leap and a moment suspended, then a long hopeless curve to the rocks and river below. They would fall like leaves between clouds of swifts and then be washed away by the thundering rapids. Bramble clung to that thought. If their bodies washed away then there could be no identification, no danger of reprisals on her family. She hung on tighter. The roan's hindquarters bunched under her and they were in the air. It was like she had imagined: the leap, and then the moment suspended in air that seemed to last forever. Below her the swifts boiled up through the river mist, swerving and swooping, while she and the roan seemed to stay frozen above them. Bramble felt, like a rush of air, the presence of the gods surround her. The shock made her lose her balance and begin to slide sideways. She felt herself falling. With an impossible flick of both legs, the roan shrugged her back onto his shoulders. Then the long curve downward and she braced herself to see the cliffs rushing past as they fell. Time to die. Instead she felt a thumping jolt that flung her from the roan's back and tossed her among the rocks at the cliff's edge on the other side. On the other side. Her sight cleared, although the light still seemed dim. Her hearing came back a little. On the other side of the abyss a jumble of men and hounds were milling, shouting, astonished and very angry. "You can't do that!" one yelled. "It's impossible!" "Well, he shagging did it!" another said. "Can't be impossible!" "Head for the bridge!" Beck shouted. "We can still get him! I want that horse! ↗

— Pamela Freeman

#horseback-riding #leap #leap-of-faith #suicide #death

A few weeks later, in the wood, I came across Miss Riding Hood. But what a change! No cloak of red, No silly hood upon her head. She said, 'Hello, and do please note My lovely furry wolfskin coat. ↗

— Roald Dahl

#red-riding-hood-and-the-wolf #change

If time were the wicked sheriff in a horse opera, I'd pay for riding lessons and take his gun away. ↗

— W. H. Auden

#gun #his #horse #i #lessons

I guess I have a faith. I have an overriding feeling that all of this can't be for nothing. But then I also fully understand that it might be. ↗

— James Corden

#faith #feeling #fully #guess #i

One thing I learned about riding is to look for trouble before it happens. ↗

— Joe Davis

#before #happens #i #learned #look

When you've got the Daytona 500 out there at stake and everything riding on the line, guys go for it, and the guys that go for it are the ones that are either going to win or they're going to wreck. ↗

— Jeff Gordon

#daytona 500 #either #everything #go #go for it

The entrance into Jerusalem has all the elements of the theatre of the absurd: the poor king; truth comes riding on a donkey; symbolic actions - even parading without a permit! ↗

— David Kirk

#actions #comes #donkey #elements #entrance

Life is like riding a bicycle: you don't fall off unless you stop pedaling. ↗

— Claude Pepper

#fall #life #like #off #riding

A child's hope is that your father comes riding in on that white stallion and saves them. You can't make somebody love you the way you want them to love you, it's not a Leave it to Beaver type world. This isn't television. Life's a lot more cruel than that. ↗

— Jake Roberts

#child #comes #cruel #father #hope

When you're riding, only the race in which you're riding is important. ↗

— Bill Shoemaker

#only #race #riding #which #you