Once again I’m behind with these blog posts, but in my own defence, I’ve been very busy. Since I last wrote a post, I’ve had a second eye surgery, been dealing with a lame horse, and bringing a horse home! (but you can read about that in my next blog post which I will also be writing today, that’s if my fingers don’t fall off from the cold first though).
On January 7th, after a night of cold temperatures, we had planned to take Bonnie schooling to Eric Pele’s all weather XC. However, when we were a mere 5 minutes away, we got a call telling us not to come – because the place was frozen solid.
Panic stations began, trying to find a place local to the area (as it was an hour away from us) and to no avail, we eventually rang up Portmore which was in the complete opposite direction. They had the first leg of their £1000 Arena Eventing league on, but said we were more than welcome to come and school around afterwards. Pretty good deal – yes? So off we headed on our little journey to Lough Neagh. (fun fact: we travelled over 200 miles this day trying to actually get somewhere to ride)
Napping: When a horse, runs to the back of a ride, runs or drags towards the exit of the school or arenas, plants feet when taken out on own and refuses to go foward etc. Or the horse stands still and refuses to move in reaction to a worrisome or unpleasant situation (NewRiderForum).
As long as I know have her, Bonnie was prone to napping. In the first few months of owning her, it wasn’t a huge issue. Then, in July, it started to affect our partnership as it became more and more frequent and was beginning to get dangerous.
A bit of a different post today, or rather the same with a different outcome.
On August 13th, we headed to Laurel View Equestrian Centre for their derby held in their playground field. After schooling extremely well the day before, I had hoped our outcome would be good. In ways, it was. But in so many it wasn’t.
July 23rd was a day destined for XC schooling. Of course it couldn’t run smoothly and the day before (Saturday 22nd) when I retrieved Bonnie from the field she was minus a shoe. A message to my farrier was off immediately and I am lucky that he came out early the Sunday morning on his day off to put it back on for us.
Slap on the wrist for me for my absolutely AWFUL time management skills at updating this blog. In my defence, a hell of a lot has been going on. But you will find out all about that over my next few blog posts.
Catching up, on June 11th, Bonnie and I headed to the Jump X Challenge at Laurel View Equestrian Centre. The weather was to be desired for with periods of gale force winds (so much so that the X fence had to be changed from planks to a skinny, as the jumps were falling down before people even got to jump them) and bursts of heavy rainfall. Your average summers day in Northern Ireland.
As you can probably guess, I was more than a little excited.
I quite literally ran. I don’t run. Ever.
We had made the 104 mile trip down to Tatts to watch the cross country on the Saturday. It was great – we went to the shopping village, I took part in a dog show with Cody, and we were having a really good time. Even got an icecream. But the highlight of the day was, of course, meeting and talking to Mark Todd.
What a fabulous day out with Bonnie on May 21st, 2017.
After having the majority of May off due to silly me being sick, Bonnie was only ridden 4 times before taking her schooling and has spent the rest of the time in the field. Despite her lack of exercise she did not once fail to disappoint.