I was reading Year with My Horse about the Hags on Nags holiday party.
I suddenly remembered our over-the-hill group at the barn where I learned to jump. A bunch of us started scheduling trail rides or trying to coordinate our jumping lessons together. We called ourselves OFOF - Old Farts Over Fences.
It got so bad that the trainer started putting OFOF lessons on the posted schedule. She said it gave everyone fair warning. HEY!!!
I suddenly remembered our over-the-hill group at the barn where I learned to jump. A bunch of us started scheduling trail rides or trying to coordinate our jumping lessons together. We called ourselves OFOF - Old Farts Over Fences.
It got so bad that the trainer started putting OFOF lessons on the posted schedule. She said it gave everyone fair warning. HEY!!!
Oh, that's funny. I would love to be part of an OFOF group, except I don't jump anymore. So maybe my OFOF group could be Old Farts On Flat. It's difficult to find fellow old farts to ride with sometimes.
ReplyDeleteLOL!! OFOF--so funny!
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