Kicking his foot free of the stirrup, he offered her a hand, never taking his eyes off Señor Medena.
Giddon deposited Lisa on the animal's back and, putting a foot in the stirrup, swung up behind her.
He lowered the stirrup and smiled.
When Cynthia finished tightening the cinch and lowered the stirrup, she turned to find him watching her.
Tucking a toe in the stirrup, she swung up into the saddle.
Leaning into one stirrup, she forced her other leg over the back of the horse and dismounted.
He drew his mount to a halt beside her and kicked one foot free of the stirrup, offering a hand up.
Wasting no time, she jabbed her left foot in the stirrup and lifted her hand to be swallowed in his.
She grabbed his arm and shoved her foot into the stirrup his foot had vacated for her.
Kicking a foot out of the stirrup, he reached down for her.
She lowered her foot to the stirrup and turned Ed back toward the buffalo shed.
He mounted Ed and kicked his foot out of the stirrup, holding a hand down for her.
She put a foot in the stirrup and swung up behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
He put a foot into the stirrup and mounted in one lithe movement.
He put a foot in the stirrup and grabbed the saddle horn.
He placed a foot in the stirrup and grabbed the saddle horn.
They used no stirrup, but had both bridle and bit.
Having taken up the reins, the rider should stand at his horse's near (left) shoulder, facing towards the tail, and in that position hold the stirrup with his right hand for the reception of his left foot.
But a woman should be able to mount without aid, by lowering her stirrup, so that she can reach it from the ground, and then raising it again when she is seated in the saddle.
The stirrup leathers may be let out or taken up until the tread of the stirrup is on a level with the inner ankle bone.
Meeting the new pope, Adrian IV., near Nepi, Frederick at first refused to hold his stirrup; but after some negotiations he consented and received the kiss of peace, which was followed by his coronation as emperor at Rome on the 18th of June 1155.
The regimental commander, flushing, ran to his horse, seized the stirrup with trembling hands, threw his body across the saddle, righted himself, drew his saber, and with a happy and resolute countenance, opening his mouth awry, prepared to shout.
The regimental commander and Major Ekonomov had stopped beside a bridge, letting the retreating companies pass by them, when a soldier came up and took hold of the commander's stirrup, almost leaning against him.
He hurriedly but vainly tried to get his foot out of the stirrup and did not remove his frightened blue eyes from Rostov's face.
He drew his left foot out of the stirrup and, lurching with his whole body and puckering his face with the effort, raised it with difficulty onto the saddle, leaned on his knee, groaned, and slipped down into the arms of the Cossacks and adjutants who stood ready to assist him.