Experience

One Saturday when I was only seven years I went to horse riding like every weekend. That day was special because we left the horses to a restaurant where we ate. The restaurant was “El Càmping d’Esponellà” and to go up there I had to go through forests, meadows and rivers. When we passed by a narrow path where there was a cliff on one side and woods on the other, we decided to put the horses into a gallop, but mine was very nervous and began to retreat until it was hanging with me on top of a cliff. My friends fell quickly to help us, but my horse pulled forward until I am on the floor, but he was still hung . So I started to pull it with the help of my friends until they could end up. The horse was lame and had wounds on all sides, especially in the legs because when he pulled forward to leave me in the ground damage was done, so we called a veterinarian who came in and what followed was cured. That day, had it not been for the courage of the horse I would have fallen from the cliff with him, but it saved me.