With vast quantities of rain about, the mud is currently my best friend. Its bludy everywhere, in my car, in my ear, encrusted in my saddle, under my nails and everywhere else. Hence, you may see me riding in my wellies on a consistent basis as I refuse to get my new Brogini's covered in crap quite frankly.
Well the ponies this weekend were all impeccably behaved, other than a brisk scoot forward on Dillon whilst I look back at the people on the yard saying how good he is being, off he trots in to the distance with me still yacking/yelling, fortunately he soon pulled up and off we went.
My mare has gone a little feral with a little time off due to injury, and having taken her for a quiet walk on the weekend, I shall definitely need to keep her engaged with the human race before she turns feral pony - looking wily eyed as she throws her head around whilst attempting to put her bridle on!
Meanwhile the two that are supposed to be wild have been impeccably behaved and perfect gentlemen which is great news - although I am awaiting for some naughty behavior to come out at some point...........off XC and hunting next weekend, so that shall be the test I think!
One 17hh warmblood did decide however that a green oil bin was marginally scary, and had to be skirted around, while the 16hh ISH took a dislike to one particular cyclist wearing red, whilst whispering how very dare he come so close when there was also a puddle to the left to negotiate (he had forgotten the 50 puddles we had just been through - this particular puddle was of course different and contained the Loch Ness monster) but we all got safely through and made it home alive.
All in all, a great weekend, my best friend leant her able hand to ride some of my ponies with me, despite Daisy's camel head nearly taking her out a few times, we pooh picked in the freezing cold rain and dug ourselves out of knee high mud whilst pushing the wheelbarrow across the swimming pool/field. All of which was a complete joy and ended with large Gin & Tonics and a tack cleaning expedition in front of a great horror film. Good times ;)
PS: I don't think I have ever been so lucky as to have two different ponies on two different yards and the people in each yard are amazingly lovely and helpful - whether it has been catching my free range stock at 6am or holding a horse for a farrier or holding a head whilst I leap on-board, thank you to you all :) I always go back to the saying that your yard is the most important place - and mine are bludy awesome !!!
Well the ponies this weekend were all impeccably behaved, other than a brisk scoot forward on Dillon whilst I look back at the people on the yard saying how good he is being, off he trots in to the distance with me still yacking/yelling, fortunately he soon pulled up and off we went.
My mare has gone a little feral with a little time off due to injury, and having taken her for a quiet walk on the weekend, I shall definitely need to keep her engaged with the human race before she turns feral pony - looking wily eyed as she throws her head around whilst attempting to put her bridle on!
Meanwhile the two that are supposed to be wild have been impeccably behaved and perfect gentlemen which is great news - although I am awaiting for some naughty behavior to come out at some point...........off XC and hunting next weekend, so that shall be the test I think!
One 17hh warmblood did decide however that a green oil bin was marginally scary, and had to be skirted around, while the 16hh ISH took a dislike to one particular cyclist wearing red, whilst whispering how very dare he come so close when there was also a puddle to the left to negotiate (he had forgotten the 50 puddles we had just been through - this particular puddle was of course different and contained the Loch Ness monster) but we all got safely through and made it home alive.
All in all, a great weekend, my best friend leant her able hand to ride some of my ponies with me, despite Daisy's camel head nearly taking her out a few times, we pooh picked in the freezing cold rain and dug ourselves out of knee high mud whilst pushing the wheelbarrow across the swimming pool/field. All of which was a complete joy and ended with large Gin & Tonics and a tack cleaning expedition in front of a great horror film. Good times ;)
PS: I don't think I have ever been so lucky as to have two different ponies on two different yards and the people in each yard are amazingly lovely and helpful - whether it has been catching my free range stock at 6am or holding a horse for a farrier or holding a head whilst I leap on-board, thank you to you all :) I always go back to the saying that your yard is the most important place - and mine are bludy awesome !!!
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