i'm still thinking about mine, as there have been a few of each! but i think probably my lowest moment was as a groom at a hunters livery, in the 70s, when i was sent home from morning exercise by the boss, because he said the horse i was riding kept getting too close to his horses rump. i really felt humiliated. my best moment was probably when i drove across a tractor bridge over a motorway; very narrow single track, with mesh waist high see-through sides. ( i didnt know it was there- one minute i was asking what that noise was, and the next, because of a slope upwards which was hiding it from view, it was just THERE!) i hate hieghts, (i dont even like to stand on a chair to change a lightbulb) and the noise was deafening, but the owner of the horse said it would be okay, and i knew they wouldnt put thier horse and our lives at risk, so i just focused ahead as if i was going over a big jump, and went for it, but about a third of the way across, i felt so proud of doing it, i wanted to stop and wave, and take a bow (pathetic, i know!) but, even to this day, i feel a sense of accomplishment in a personal way, even though i know the horse had probably done it a hundred times before.