Gingernags
Well-Known Member
I have to start by saying how much I love my ginger pony, bless, she's such a sweetie. Having spent a year being a VCSP (Very Civilised Show Pony) of excessive shinyness, she's now back to being a field kept scruff with a sticky up mane, fluffy coat and an inch of mohican bridle patch!
We've been having fun whizzing round the stubble field and did a pleasure ride a couple of weeks ago. Now we are in training for my first endurance ride (albeit a training ride) and I've sent off my form to join the riding club. No more lending to brats, it going to be me me me!
So I went out last night on my own. Rather breezy, managed to extricate her from the field without the other two heathens escaping, and off we went on an excursion. Bounced up the stubble field (well it'd be rude not to!) and tootled off down the road. Sadly Asti now informs me that drains bite when its windy so we were going to have to look at them all funny!
Waved at everyone, is it only me that actually says thank you out loud like a nutter when they can't actually hear? I must look like a total fruit cake yattering away to myself!
Anyhoo, got off the road and headed up a bridleway through a farm. They were ploughing one of the back fields so there were no gates to open, which was a bonus. Had a lovely canter along the field border and then was confronted with a large JCB parked halfway across the next gate... interesting! But the good old ginger one picked her way past it. THEN, spied the bucket off said JCB across the path leaving a 2 foot gap to squeeze past or end up on the ploughed field, but we negotiated that.
Was merrily going along the next bit when the tractor doing the bit after ploughing - kind of smoothing everything down with a massive contraption on the back, came past again a matter of a few feet away. The spacehopper didn't turn a hair!
We were just heading our way back down to the track when I noticed just how much of a spring she had in her step, and just how far forward her ears were pricked, and had a lovely moment thinking about how lucky I am to have such a fantastic horse, and how much fun we're having pottering round the countryside. I'm quite humbled that I own such a lovely horse that pretty much does everythng ever asked of her.
Of course she DID have to try to spoil it 10 mins later when she tried to bolt towards the main road because a tree stump was suddenly terrifying, little minx...! But good humour was restored once we'd crossed the road and had nearly half a mile of stubble field to canter nicely down towards home...
Roll on a 32k endurance ride now! And the winter dressage... then putting her in foal next spring. I think I'm going to enjoy my horse being for me again!
Apologies for boring the pants off everyone!
We've been having fun whizzing round the stubble field and did a pleasure ride a couple of weeks ago. Now we are in training for my first endurance ride (albeit a training ride) and I've sent off my form to join the riding club. No more lending to brats, it going to be me me me!
So I went out last night on my own. Rather breezy, managed to extricate her from the field without the other two heathens escaping, and off we went on an excursion. Bounced up the stubble field (well it'd be rude not to!) and tootled off down the road. Sadly Asti now informs me that drains bite when its windy so we were going to have to look at them all funny!
Waved at everyone, is it only me that actually says thank you out loud like a nutter when they can't actually hear? I must look like a total fruit cake yattering away to myself!
Anyhoo, got off the road and headed up a bridleway through a farm. They were ploughing one of the back fields so there were no gates to open, which was a bonus. Had a lovely canter along the field border and then was confronted with a large JCB parked halfway across the next gate... interesting! But the good old ginger one picked her way past it. THEN, spied the bucket off said JCB across the path leaving a 2 foot gap to squeeze past or end up on the ploughed field, but we negotiated that.
Was merrily going along the next bit when the tractor doing the bit after ploughing - kind of smoothing everything down with a massive contraption on the back, came past again a matter of a few feet away. The spacehopper didn't turn a hair!
We were just heading our way back down to the track when I noticed just how much of a spring she had in her step, and just how far forward her ears were pricked, and had a lovely moment thinking about how lucky I am to have such a fantastic horse, and how much fun we're having pottering round the countryside. I'm quite humbled that I own such a lovely horse that pretty much does everythng ever asked of her.
Of course she DID have to try to spoil it 10 mins later when she tried to bolt towards the main road because a tree stump was suddenly terrifying, little minx...! But good humour was restored once we'd crossed the road and had nearly half a mile of stubble field to canter nicely down towards home...
Roll on a 32k endurance ride now! And the winter dressage... then putting her in foal next spring. I think I'm going to enjoy my horse being for me again!
Apologies for boring the pants off everyone!
