I'm all for the weird and wacky. Life's dull if you can't be different, but the latest extreme sport has me reeling. To wit, guys ride a skateboard behind a galloping horse. Pulled by a rope behind a heaving, sweating, kicking, rearing half-ton animal with steel caps on its feet and a brain the size of a walnut. Does that sound good to you?
Trust me, I know of which I speak. We own such an animal and a more cantankerous chestnut mare never munched oats. Horses are dim. And wilful. The old saying: "You tell a gelding. ask a mare and make an appointment with a stallion" holds true. They like to have their head. I would no way get close to the rear end of one standing still, never mind be hauled along by one at full stretch.
They have a habit of stopping suddenly when they see a paper bag. Puddles give them apoplexy. They are not keen on stuff coming up behind them and tend to panic. Not so fond of folk in front either, that's when the hooves come into play. Dangerous? Too right they are.
Have your sport boys but stick to quad bikes for the tow. At least then you can get it to stop before it rockets over the fence. Be as mad as you like but forget the four-legged lunatics.
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