Finally, the last day of our show at Shepherd Ranch. The first thing that greeted us was the spectacular prank that someone (who shall remain nameless except I think they spelled Pepperwood out in the prank) pulled on the Mill Creek gang. All their tack trunks were placed in a very festive pile in the middle of the barn aisle. It was pretty funny, actually. Too bad that most of the riders, including their trainer Joe, came down with what we’ve now dubbed The Mill Creek Crud. Food poisoning, flu bug, or nefarious activity? Hmmm. I’m in the clear since all of Joe’s kids already handily beat me in our class. Or am I? :)
As with all shows, the big boys – Nahmi and Susan riding training – went at the a** crack of dawn while the rest of us went at the end of the day, right when the sun had melted both horse and rider into submission. I’m looking forward to both Susan and Nahmi’s move up to Preliminary in the very near future, but dread the thought of how early we’ll have to be at the show for that! My only hope is that Carolyn and I will continue to move up the ranks (and seriously folks, I can’t really move DOWN the ranks, can I?) so we can close the gap between the rounds to something short of mind-numbingly long.
Simon ended up taking a rail, but Sparky – as usual – tied himself up in knots to keep mummy in the clear. It may have been the masterful job that Carolyn did hand-walking Sparky around, lecturing him on distances and speed before his go, who can say for sure.
And then came the wait. Yee gods, it seemed like forever. Let me insert right here before I forget a big thank you to all the folks who kept the show running fairly smooth all weekend long. The crew at Shepherd Ranch did a great job of keeping it together when all of us competitors were losing it. An event like this requires an immense amount of volunteers so be sure to at least try to volunteer at the next event you compete in.
Finally, Carolyn was at bat. After a looooonnnnnngggg walk warm up (note to self: have someone go down and check where the show stands before getting on the horse, no matter how the math works out) they got their shot in the arena. Other than one fence that seemed to take Junior by surprise, it was an excellent effort.
Now it was our turn, the first show jump round Reese and I have ever done. Would I be as slow as the day before? By God, not if I had anything to say about it! And considering my performance the day before, I probably don’t have as much say about it as I think I do… I have to confess to getting a little bit impatient for our round, which probably was for the best. By the time I got in the arena I didn’t care what happened, I just wanted to be done. After a tiny little spook at the crowd, I kicked Reese up into a canter and we were in 3rd gear (for better or worse) the rest of the way. After a gasp (or laugh if you’re Nahmi) inducing leap over the same fence the Junior was shocked at, we had a relatively good run for a double clear round. Take that little children who have yet to experience puberty! I leapt over um… one kid who was sick as a dog to raise my standings. Doesn’t feel as satisfying when I put it that way…
The show was a terrific experience for one and all, showing us what we need to work on while letting us bask in the glow of our successes for an hour or two at least.
Next: The Wofford Experience!
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