​​​​​​ I've been on a horse or two in my day, actually roped for a few years. So I can cowboy up when needed ..
​ Just had to try this "cowboy way" this morning after reading about it.
Gave it some thought and put the left peddle at about the 8 o'clock position. Put my left foot on it and gave a little shove with my right leg. Thinkin yea hell yeah.... Went to throw my right leg over the saddle, thinkin to myself, this ain't nothing like a horse , horses aren't suppose to be moving when you throw a leg over My thigh hung up on the saddle about the same time as the front wheel must have hit a small patch of black ice, the front wheel and back also shot out from under me. Bucked off so to speak......
A time or two that I was dumped off the back of my horse I was up high enough that you can kind of look for a place to land. Uh huh not when a bike does it..... You're already too close to the ground....
My left heel snagged something maybe the ground and now I'm kind of falling but my back is facing the same direction my bike was intended to go. No way to catch myself or to even try to roll as I go ker splat, flat onto the ground...
As I lay there looking up at the beautiful blue sky, and wonder what the hell just happened, the German Shepherd we have took notice to me He decides it might be a good idea to clean out my ears. The cold hard ground is really starting to feel pretty good on my new knowledge knots starting to swell on various parts of my body, along with the warm cleansing ole shep was giving me.
Finally I thought I better at least try to get up. Much to my surprise I sat up and didn't feel so bad. Looked over at my steed and it lay there like maybe it was enjoying the day. Unlike any horse that ever threw me , I usually had to chase em down and check out the cinch. Got all the way up and felt good .
And like getting bucked off a horse, you better get right back on or you may never want to again. You have to face that fear, cuz that's the "cowboy way"......
So I stood there holding my bike I mustered up the courage and lifted my leg ever so gingerly over the saddle, cleared it pretty well and got it over without a problem But I just stood there with both feet firmly planted on the ground.. Lifted the left peddle to about 8 o'clock, put my foot on it and gave a little shove with the right foot and away I went...
Ridin a good bike ain't nothing like Ridin a good horse....

It's always a good day to ride.....
Jerry
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