I went to a barn to help someone with a horse that wouldn't canter for her. She asked me if I would ride him bareback since he was so smooth. I climbed up on the tail gate of a pick up truck to get on. Unfortunately, he was very fat and slick with a roached mane. When I slid on, I just kept on going. With no mane to grasp, I fell on the other side on a concrete driveway. I saw stars and attribute my "mental limitations" to that moment which happened 30 years ago.
I am so glad your horse found you. He is beautiful. Are you interested in dressage?