for the opportunity to ride on a reliable, quiet school horse in an enclosed arena until I get my seat back. I have trust issues, however, with other trainers for a number of reasons. As I wrote above, the first place I contacted immediately started trying to sell me a horse over the phone. Apparently their 17 hand rehab dressage horse is perfect for me....NOT. 
I boarded Algiers out for the 1st 15 years that I had him. I also started him under saddle myself and trained him through Prix St. Georges dressage. That made me a bit of a pariah; the resident trainer/instructors in most boarding barns could not ride, let alone train, at my level. I had the fortune (or, in their view, the unfairness) of having got my first formal training under a national champion who became a very successful Olympic coach. As soon as most trainers see me ride, they hate me. I'll never forget one "wanna be" screeching across the arena "WHO TAUGHT HIM TO DO THAT?!?" when Algiers and I were practicing 2-tempi changes across a diagonal. They can't handle the fact that I spent a few decades in a sitting trot for 20 minutes/day with stirrups crossed over; to them it's "unfair" that I can sit a horse the way I can. So we were sabotaged every step of the way, from cutting us off in the arena, to chasing him over jumps in the indoor when I wasn't there and without my permission, to doubling his grain behind my back and not turning him out. That is why I did most of my training out in an apple orchard or on trails and in hidden away fields, and why I am reluctant to board out ever again unless I can board in a world class barn, which I cannot. My first horse was killed; Algiers was permanently injured and me nearly killed, all in suspicious circumstances. It is only in top barns that I am accepted. I walked into Vitor Silva's barn "off the street" 15 or so years ago, back before my career died, with the idea of buying a Lusitano. As with all guests, he let me ride his top horse, Salvadore. He ended up beside himself with joy and excitement when, within 15 minutes or so, we were able to demonstrate half passes, pirouettes, flying changes and passage. But at this point it is only with trainers of Silva's level, who are a lifetime ahead of me so aren't threatened by my existence, that I am truly safe and comfortable.
My injuries when Dahli bucked me off last fall weren't that great and it wasn't a matter of a hard vs soft landing. I pulled a muscle in my groin/inner thigh, which took a week or so to heal. That would have happened landing on a pillow, too. But I am aware of what she is capable of and am saddened that this wasn't a few feel good bucks, but was all-out get off my back bronc-busting. She has the athletic ability to go to GP, but clearly not the attitude for it. 
Dahli, like my now gone gelding, is an arabian. I started a friend's entire small herd of arabian mares under saddle a few decades ago, all of whom were trustworthy, caretaker types, even the most nervous and high energy. My own two have been the high energy type. Algiers always loved me because I rescued him from starvation and neglect. Dahli, however, has never missed a meal in her life and clearly is not a caretaker.
Long term, the riding has to be on my own horse on my own land due to finances and my personal goals. I'm pushing 60 and a lifelong rider and trainer, so am well aware that I don't bounce back from injuries. I have already decided Dahli will be my last arabian and listed her for sale. After some research through my memory banks and the internet, I've also decided on my next step as far as which breed will meet my short and long term needs and finances and living situation.
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