Kenzo
Well-Known Member
This weekend me Miraed had a dabble at endurance
.*coughs* well a pleasure ride, however I think shes found a new talent, look out Golden Horse Shoe here we come! 
The ride was organised by the British Horse Society and the funding goes to the bridleways department
It was a 12 mile ride on sections of the Trans Pennine Route (though it was 11 bit actually it was 12), country lanes, roads and off beaten tracks, we had to negotiate a few canal bridges (not your average ones), the steal swing bridges that have the scary gaps where they join the road and make a lovely clattering noise when you ride over them
, specially when you have shoes on.....nice!
We were given maps (great fun in the wind by the way) which I managed to stuff down the front of my body protector into my no exsistant clevage
Miraed power walked like a woman possessed and seemed to know exactly where she was going .even though she didnt and we ended up passing groups that had set off before we even arrived at the venue! She also did a fantastic impression of a French Trotter and paced along the tracks while Dob the cob cantered behind trying to keep up....yeah cobs and TB's don't really mix
We stopped half way round at a friends house, for a few minutes to say hello and she decided she didnt have time to hang around gassing and had other horses to catch up, started pawing the ground and did a few mini playful rears, the little madam
However we actually did a 17- 18 mile ride because we had to hack 3 miles to the place where the ride went from and of course ride back again once wed finished but before we set off back we untacked and let them have a rest while we stuffed our faces with bacon butties, I found out that Miraed is rather partial to a few fingers of KitKat.
Anyway she was really good (all be it a few spooks) and we had a great time, I could really get into endurance actually, although we might need to work on getting a trailer!
Everyone got a lovely posh rosette too for completing it, in fact the rosettes were nicer than the ones you get at these horse shows!
The organisers were very friendly and helpful and a few photos of everyone and everyone else seemed to have a good time too, it was also great to see some chaps riding some Icelantic ponys too, lots of lovely coloured cobs, some little ponys and I beleive some ex racers too which from what I could see behaved wonderfully.
The weird thing is, I thought Id be a tad saddle sore or at least have a few sore muscles somewhere, but I honestly can say I cant even tell, I rode Sh*tbag yesterday and didnt feel a thing, maybe I have the Thorowgood saddle to thank for that one....not good for jumping by god there alright for long hours in the saddle.
Here are a few photos, although I'm not sure why Miraeds head was chopped off in the second, maybe she was pulling her usual camara shy face, then the moment its taken, she pricks her ears forward and looks interested...or at least alive!
Ps I did have my BP on by the way!, just was under my new hi-vix which my OH stole...*coughs* I mean borrowed, from work
I had to doctor it with a pair of scissors though as it was a bit large!
Bite of my Twirl for getting this far.
The ride was organised by the British Horse Society and the funding goes to the bridleways department
It was a 12 mile ride on sections of the Trans Pennine Route (though it was 11 bit actually it was 12), country lanes, roads and off beaten tracks, we had to negotiate a few canal bridges (not your average ones), the steal swing bridges that have the scary gaps where they join the road and make a lovely clattering noise when you ride over them
We were given maps (great fun in the wind by the way) which I managed to stuff down the front of my body protector into my no exsistant clevage
Miraed power walked like a woman possessed and seemed to know exactly where she was going .even though she didnt and we ended up passing groups that had set off before we even arrived at the venue! She also did a fantastic impression of a French Trotter and paced along the tracks while Dob the cob cantered behind trying to keep up....yeah cobs and TB's don't really mix
We stopped half way round at a friends house, for a few minutes to say hello and she decided she didnt have time to hang around gassing and had other horses to catch up, started pawing the ground and did a few mini playful rears, the little madam
However we actually did a 17- 18 mile ride because we had to hack 3 miles to the place where the ride went from and of course ride back again once wed finished but before we set off back we untacked and let them have a rest while we stuffed our faces with bacon butties, I found out that Miraed is rather partial to a few fingers of KitKat.
Anyway she was really good (all be it a few spooks) and we had a great time, I could really get into endurance actually, although we might need to work on getting a trailer!
Everyone got a lovely posh rosette too for completing it, in fact the rosettes were nicer than the ones you get at these horse shows!
The organisers were very friendly and helpful and a few photos of everyone and everyone else seemed to have a good time too, it was also great to see some chaps riding some Icelantic ponys too, lots of lovely coloured cobs, some little ponys and I beleive some ex racers too which from what I could see behaved wonderfully.
The weird thing is, I thought Id be a tad saddle sore or at least have a few sore muscles somewhere, but I honestly can say I cant even tell, I rode Sh*tbag yesterday and didnt feel a thing, maybe I have the Thorowgood saddle to thank for that one....not good for jumping by god there alright for long hours in the saddle.
Here are a few photos, although I'm not sure why Miraeds head was chopped off in the second, maybe she was pulling her usual camara shy face, then the moment its taken, she pricks her ears forward and looks interested...or at least alive!
Ps I did have my BP on by the way!, just was under my new hi-vix which my OH stole...*coughs* I mean borrowed, from work
Bite of my Twirl for getting this far.