He approached the horse on the left side, and put a hand on its back. Trying to stick his left foot into the sturup and tried to pull himself onto the horse, only to slip on the mud and fal onto his back. As he pulled himself off the ground, he glared over his shoulder at his muddy back, and proceeded to try again. He got his foot into the sturup and pushed up, this time pushing to hard and going over the horse, onto his back again.
Laying there for a moment he looked up at Sharla. "I think i need to go a bit softer trying to pull myself up." He then got himself up, and approached the horse from the right. This time, with his foot in the sturup he pushed with a little pressure, and landed himself on the saddle nicely. He leaned foreward a bit to grasp the reigns, then sat upright. pulling a bit on the reigns, and applying pressure to its side with his leg he attempted to motion the horse forward. The Horse began a slow walk, which pleased him. "I think i may have the hang of this m'lady."