Today’s caveat
is dedicated to my one follower, Melissa.
One is much better than none, and thanks for following!
When I woke up
on Day 3, I was armed with a full 8 hours of sleep, and a greatly reduced
amount of coughing. The bits of lung
were safe for the time being it seemed.
On top of that, I was fully oxygenated and ready to take on all that
Wellington had to offer.
Then I looked
outside.
I knew that rain
was predicted, and I knew rain was likely.
But the reality of rain did not set in until I saw it with my very own
eyes. I really wanted to believe that
sunny and 85 was the only option here in horse heaven. But I have to say, if it was going to rain,
today was a great day to get that over with.
Work really was trying to get in the way of riding, and I spent the
majority of the daylight hours in front of a computer. Not to make the computer feel badly about
itself or left out of the fun…..
Thankfully Trout
was here to see me through.
When I did
finally venture to horseland, it was to a gray and rainy day. That said I also arrived to an ecstatic Matt
who had gone double clean on all of his horses.
If you’ve ever heard the saying “happy wife happy life” I would like to amend
that to “winning trainer, happy horseshow.”
It doesn’t have quite the ring to it, but trust me it fits the bill.
Given my above preoccupation
with work, all I had time to ride today was DC.
DC is an animal whose
attitude is more driven by the weather than any other horse I’ve ever
known. Not just that, its relative
weather. Whenever there is a drop in
temperature, he gets a wild hair and finds riding to be FUN, and EXCITING!!! I, on the other hand, do not find the fun and
excitement in this turn of events. If
you will remember, DC was the horse that quietly enjoyed his trail ride from
barn to show grounds, who braved the scary flags and bridges and led Amigo
through this “treacherous” terrain. When
the temperature dropped from 85 to 65 he went from this brave, calm soul to a
horse that believed that danger was lurking in every palm tree, the bridge was
just too much to handle, and the flapping flags were bound to eat him
alive.
When we did make
it to the show grounds, we made it into the facility approximately 10 steps
when he spied a “No Parking Zone” sign.
Warning signals went up, snorting commenced, and he proceeded to go
quickly backwards the entire 10 steps that we had previously accomplished. “OH GOD WE CANNOT PARK HERE.” A lovely young lady in a golf cart that was
headed my direction had politely stopped to let me attempt to get past the
death by parking sign drama. After what
seemed like an eternity, she called out to me “do you need a lead?”
Oh the dilemma. On one hand I was making no progress in the
battle of DC vs parking sign, on the other, admitting defeat and requiring a
lead from a complete stranger set me up for embarrassing moment number one of
the day. In the end my pride was worth
less than the desire to get to the ring, and the nice young woman not only led us
past the death defying sign, but also fed DC a cookie, which may have convinced
him he was not walking into the death trap he previously believed to be
true.
We made our way
past the barns, slowly and carefully, watching out for any additional no
parking zones that might come up. At
which time we came across a small bay hunter being led to the rings. DC decided that this must be his long lost
herd and attached himself to the horse following behind him at a safe distance,
and giving us the confidence to face the now terrifying show grounds. The upside to this was he was finally walking
like a normal relaxed beast. The down
side was that the horse was headed in the opposite direction I needed to
go. I chose the upside, so we followed
him on the path that leads to the international warm up ring.
The
international ring is where all the big time jumpers happen. Immediately upon arriving at the end of the
path, I realized my mistake. The bay
hunter was headed left, and I needed to go right. To clarify, I needed to go right with my
spookasaurus who really wanted to go left with his new found herd. To clarify further, I needed to go right
directly in front of all of the big time jumpers schooling for their big time
class while I was atop a horse that when it is chilly, sometimes finds
amusement in playfully humping his back in place thinking he’s looking super
cute. I do not agree with the cuteness of said behavior. I said a little prayer that he
would act like an adult for at least the 30 seconds it took to get past the
warm up ring and proceeded on. Somehow
he took a deep breath relaxed his tense self, and decided it wasn’t all that
bad after all. Prayers answered.
We made it to
ring 8, which was open for hacking, and started the process of focusing,
relaxing, concentrating, and rounding.
After about 5 minutes or so, my normal DC returned in full form and
giving me a lot of good work through his back and hind end.
About 10 minutes
later, yet another beautiful gray walked in the ring, this time a hunter. When that horse started to trot, I think my
jaw dropped all the way to the ground. I
honestly didn’t even know a horse could move like that. He made any “10” mover you’ve ever thought of
look like an ugly hackney pony. Watching
this rider warm him up was a true testament to the type of talent I’ve seen
here at WEF. Riding that is so skilled I
can honestly only ever hope to aspire to.
It was beautiful to watch.
For all of you
hunter riders out there, I’ve seen a lot of pro riders work to make a horse
push through their hind end, haunches in and out, lateral movement where the
butt is working much more than the front end.
I’ve also seen A LOT of counter canter work. Specifically riders cantering across the
diagonal and purposefully holding the current lead, turning it into a counter
canter around the end.
At the end of
our hack, I took the opportunity to walk DC around on a loose rein quietly while watching some of the 3’3 pre-greens going on in the adjacent
ring. I saw some amazing riding and beautifully jumping horses. The kind of horses that might accidentally hit their knee on their jaw they're jumping so amazing. But I also saw some ordinary mistakes. The previously mentioned beautiful gray had
two swaps off the ground, I saw a rider run for the gap in a not so pretty way,
and I saw a horse that didn’t actually jump a 10. I must keep reminding myself on almost a
minute by minute basis, that these are riders too.
After riding, I
decided to hop on my bike and head over to the show grounds to purchase tickets
for Hunter Hayes on Saturday night.
That’s right;
Hunter Hayes is playing at the show grounds for the Saturday
entertainment. On my way there, I got a
bit lost, but my… what a place to get lost in.
I accidentally found my way to Hickstead Place.
And although I
didn’t get a picture of the barn, this is what one of their arenas looked
like. Even rainy and wet, it was
beautiful.
The other thing
I came across while trying to find the show office was….
They were
closed, so I did not go in, but now that I know where it is, pure danger.
Thankfully,
since I did not bring my rain coat, Suzanne let me borrow hers. In hindsight, I believe she may have
regretted that decision.
Bike riding in the wet sand is a dirty business. Thus why only the grooms and I can be seen pedaling around. Everyone else has a golf cart, typically custom in their barn colors, logo, and decked out to the max. Maybe if I add a bell to my bike I'll feel like I fit in better. Accessories are all the rage.
How does one become a follower??? Cuz I signed up for the E-mail subscription on day 1!
ReplyDeleteApparently I have no idea. I would assume e-mail subscription would do it, but according to my stats, only one follower.
DeleteYes you have more then 1 follower, I follow you through Feedly, a Reader type service. I don't know who Hunter Hayes is but that's cool you get to go to the concert.
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DeleteLike bieber, for country music.
And thanks for following!
Following on Feedly as well! I love this peek into the WEF world, since I will never be able to show there myself. Please please please continue these wonderfully written and illustrated blog posts for the entirety of your stay :) Especially enjoyed your comments about how the pros school hunters, feel free to pass along any other schooling tips and tricks from the warm up rings!
ReplyDeleteI plan to include more comments about what I'm seeing from a training perspective. Yesterday was the first day I've seen schooling for the show in action. Other than when the gray stallion ran away from me. That wasn't perhaps the best example of training in action!
DeleteI also am drinking the 'Adventures in Welly World' kool-aid lol check first thing every morning and usually have to check a few times before its up. (Not awake by choice but thanks to a baby who thinks he's a rock star sleep is a foreign word lol
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I can get you through those sleepless nights. haha.
DeleteAnd just to let you know that you're been watched (definitely not stalked - just wanted to clarify that!!!) from the other side of the world in NZ. I check you blog each day for your latest news :-)
ReplyDeleteOMG I saw the traffic from NZ! How cool is that....I can't believe I made it that far. Speaking of which, I want to come to NZ some day...maybe I'll be in touch.
DeleteThat would be great - happy to take you to some shows if you like - just let me know when :-) Our biggest show is the Horse of the Year show which is mid-March so that would be a good one to watch although it doesn't sound that big in comparison to where you are at the moment...!
DeleteNice! Maybe someday.
DeleteMy favorite thing about the WEF shows are watching the pro hunters go. I didn't know horses could possibly move or jump (often both) that well.
ReplyDeleteThere was a horse named Limousine that was really the complete package. The gray horse that moved so good actually jumped more average than the rest and was definitely short strided.
DeleteIt feels like a lifetime since I have been to WEF so I am living vicariously through you. I am so honored to be the first official follower! :)
ReplyDeleteI invite everyone to live vicariously through me, but only if you expect some what suspect riding, and a new challenge at every turn!
DeleteDo not despair - I am also following via email! :)
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