Can’t tie up outside trailer

As above, there have been some awful incidents when horses were left tied to the trailer or lorry, so organisers have decided to make it a rule that they can't be left. I think tying up while you are grooming and tacking up is still OK?

I agree about the mess too. Horse owners can be very inconsiderate.

I had a mare who was inclined to kick, so I always put her back on the trailer between classes - but luckily she was easy peasy to load and more or less put herself in.
 
Baling twine is very over-rated as a safety measure. I had my horse in a cheap leather headcollar tied to a equiping tied to quartered baling twine. When she spooked and pulled back, it was the metal rings on the headcollar that gave.
 
Pippity said:
Baling twine is very over-rated as a safety measure. I had my horse in a cheap leather headcollar tied to a equiping tied to quartered baling twine. When she spooked and pulled back, it was the metal rings on the headcollar that gave.
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I'm surprised the equiping didn't go - I gave up with them after my horses found they went with minimal pull.
 
The Fuzzy Furry said:
That happened at the bsps champs in the early 90s 1st thing one morning, thankfully boxes were parked with (just) enough room for a golf buggy or small car between.
The neighbours quickly scooted their lorries out the way, just the one box that was pretty well destroyed.

AA, ref the horse and lorry panel, similar happened at the season opener at Caronjoy in 86 or 87, just awful, people and horses scattering everywhere.
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Off piste but the Caronjoy and other shows the ladies ran were fab. I didn’t go to them until much later early 2000s though. Was only thinking about them the other day.
 
Many years ago at a large county show I saw a horse pull back from a lorry, take a 12 foot piece of wood with him, and gallop through the county show crowds. Shocking scene. Please do not do it! If your horse will not stand alone, find a tiny pony to be a companion maybe?
 
Rather appropriately this just popped up on my FB:

“I've come to the conclusion that you never really know someone...until you see their horse get loose at a show.

It started with a sound, a metallic clink, a frantic scramble, a saddle pad catching the wind like a pirate flag.

Then came the cry.
From somewhere across the warm-up ring, in agonizing slow motion:
"WE HAVE A RUUUUUUUUUUUUNAWAAAAY!!"

Heads whipped around.
Parents clutched their children.
No one knows their true athletic potential until they hear the words, 'Hey... isn't that your horse?'
You can train for years, lift weights, run marathons... but nothing unlocks your final form like seeing your horse loose on the showgrounds.
A woman dropped her tall Caramel Macchiato with extra whip, and ran.

It was her horse.
Of course it was her horse.
The same horse who, just this morning, had refused to walk past a puddle.
Now galloping with the chaotic grace of a drunk pegasus.

And she, who normally needed three reminders to pick up the canter, became a heat-seeking missile with a lead rope.

Gone was the woman who once needed encouragement to "be a little quicker off the aids."

In her place:
Jason Bourne with breeches.
A suburban gazelle.
A tactical unit fueled solely by sheer, primal horror.

She hurdled hay bales and small children.
She slid under a sponsors banner like an action hero escaping an explosion.
She parkoured off a mounting block like she'd trained her whole life for this single, stupid moment.

The horse zigged. She zagged.
The crowd gasped.
Someone’s Great Aunt Cheryl fainted near the Porta-Potties.

And just when it seemed the gods of chaos would win,
she launched herself, full Superman form, grabbed the reins, skidded fifteen feet across the gravel, and stuck the landing like an Olympic gymnast with an unpaid vet bill.

Silence.
A single folding chair toppled in the breeze.
Then, scattered applause.

She stood up, hair full of footing, eyes wild, holding her horse like a Viking brandishing a captured enemy.

Some say she never even warmed up after that.
She just dusted herself off, tacked up, saluted the judge, and went straight down centerline, and pulled off the best test of her life.

All we know is you don’t choose to be a hero.
Sometimes, your horse chooses for you.”
 
humblepie said:
Off piste but the Caronjoy and other shows the ladies ran were fab. I didn’t go to them until much later early 2000s though. Was only thinking about them the other day.
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Caronjoy was the 1st, then they added Blantyre Park and then Arlington Grove. All early season shows then, in March and April.
Caronjoy had all the big names travelling to it. We went through the 80s and 90s as all were usually pretty local.
 
I understand how frustrating it can be to not be allowed to tie up to your horsebox or trailer but I was at a show a few years ago and witnessed a pony break free from its tie up, despite his owners stood right next to him , blind bolt through the entire showground, run out onto the main road into the showground and sadly get killed on the spot - what haunts me to this day was the little girl who unfortunately saw the whole thing happened and was yelling "That's my pony, someone please help me get my pony!" as she desperately ran after him to try and catch him. We all left immediately due to the situation, but sadly there was only one way in and one way out so we had to go past the poor girl who was in a heap on the floor breaking her heart over her pony - poor sweetheart never rode again 😭
 
Thanks all, we went to one at the weekend that isn’t keen on tying up etc so we just took her in hand to watch the warm up etc walked around a bit while we were waiting then tacked up when we were ready and no dramas. She didn’t starve to death without her haynet either 🤣

She’s fine by herself she just gets impatient stood on the lorry and very warm. Hopefully we’ve found a solution…horse come substitute dog on a lead/leadrope!
 
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