Rain or shine

As I brought my horse out of the barn last summer, hurriedly putting on my gloves before mounting up and leading my afternoon trail out, one of my regular campers laughed at me.  He was already mounted up and waiting to go out on his own trail, and as I dashed about tightening my horse’s girth and springing into the saddle, I asked why he was laughing.

“It’s just so funny that you’re wearing a t-shirt and sunglasses, but you never ride without your gloves,” he chuckled.

I rolled my eyes behind my sunglasses and muttered a response about being precious about my hands – yes, I’m that horse girl, the one who can’t stand having dirty or dry hands, and who has more nail polishes than she can count.  I won’t cry if I break a nail (unless I’ve been painstakingly growing and shaping them for a special occasion), but when I’m not at the yard, I do like to look and smell pleasant, and that includes having hands worthy of extending for a shake.

When we returned from our respective trails, I marched over to the boy and smugly recounted the story of my ride.  Whilst in the woods, I’d felt something drop down my t-shirt.  I shook my clothing, expecting whatever it was to fall out – it didn’t.  “That’s weird,” I thought to myself, “I wonder what it could be.”  I soon found out when – still riding downhill through the woods in front of two campers, you understand – I carefully peeled my sports bra back a little to reveal A LIVE WASP.  CRAWLING AROUND IN MY BRA.  Following a startled yelp, and a quick mental crossing of the fingers that everything would be okay, I briefly dropped my reins, fished the offending creature out with my gloved hand and continued with the ride unscathed.  I’m not sure what I’d have done whilst in the saddle if I hadn’t been wearing gloves – hopefully a reasonable solution would’ve come to mind – but thankfully I didn’t have to think about it.

Clearly, this isn’t the sort of thing which happens every day, but I still see reasons to wear gloves year-round.  Sometimes, it’s about comfort – in the winter when it’s cold, or if it’s wet.  Sometimes, it’s about safety – for many people, gloves allow you to have a better grip of the reins (particularly if it’s raining), and if you work a lot with ropes, it’s about safety and comfort.  Horses can move quickly, and sometimes humans aren’t quick enough to let go of a rope or rein when they should, resulting in burns.

Which is why I’m wedded to my Ariat gloves.  I find them warm, but easy enough to still undertake fiddly tasks like adjusting a bridle.  They’re easy to look after, wear well and can stand up to all sorts of tasks, such as snapping the odd low-hanging branch when leading a trail.  I have a summer pair as well, but didn’t think the purchase through as well as I should have, so they’re barely worn – as the summer ones are made from a different material, I find them to be a much closer fit, and would consider buying them in a larger size than my winter ones.  That said, I’m comfortable in the insulated ones year-round, especially as I know the summer ones wouldn’t be so tough.

I still don’t know how that wasp ended up somewhere it shouldn’t be, but I’m glad I was ready!


4 thoughts on “Rain or shine

  1. I’m a glove wearer too. I used to have nice nails when I was committed to gel nails. It was hard to find time to get back to the salon to get the gel removed and painted on every 2.5 weeks. So now I’m natural nail girl but this past week I’ve been especially reckless I guess and I keep breaking them. Don’t you hate it when you get a tear on the side of a nail and it is so far down your nail it would be painful if the whole nail came off?

    Anyway, I could picture the scary wasp scene. Isn’t it crazy how bugs end up in strange places? I remember coming home from a horse show once and I keep feeling a little tickle under my ratcatcher. By the time I pulled into the driveway I leaped out of the car and untucked my striped ratcatcher quickly. I looked down inside and AAAAHHHH!! there was a daddy longlegs spider inside. They’re harmless, but still. I felt so violated.

    • I’ve never had UV or salon gel-sealed nails, but I’m a fan of the at-home types which involve a special top coat and no UV lamp: I’m a foot-phobe, and live in flip flops during the summer but can’t bear naked toenails… this doesn’t usually work well with the day job involving wearing socks and boots! Until I discovered a good brand which has a very good formula and sealing top coat (most brands lie – this one is good) and my life was saved. I digress…

      Violated is a good word! It was partly “please don’t sting me” but also “who said you could go down there?!” Anyway. I survived, thanks to my gloves.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s