Denbob
Well-Known Member
I've posted loads about my very tricky winter with D. Fencing issues meant no turnout, no turnout meant wired pony, wired pony meant trip to A&E after being left on the concrete. I don't blame him, but it shook me up in a big way.
8 weeks holiday, an inch or two taller and at least 4 wider (ah yes dear saddle fitter have my pay check, no just take all of it) and his 6th birthday later and I've just been out on the first hack I've properly enjoyed since probably 2018.
He's still sticky and his confidence has taken a hit as well but we had a lovely canter through the fields and a trot on the roads. We saw sheep and pheasants and cars with bikes and other than a slightly suspicious look there were no hysterics. There's light at the end of the tunnel again!
8 weeks holiday, an inch or two taller and at least 4 wider (ah yes dear saddle fitter have my pay check, no just take all of it) and his 6th birthday later and I've just been out on the first hack I've properly enjoyed since probably 2018.
He's still sticky and his confidence has taken a hit as well but we had a lovely canter through the fields and a trot on the roads. We saw sheep and pheasants and cars with bikes and other than a slightly suspicious look there were no hysterics. There's light at the end of the tunnel again!