orionstar
Well-Known Member
This happened three weeks ago and I'm still annoyed when I think about it. Travelling through a village on the way to a local huntertrial we come across a teenager on a coloured pony trotting like she's trying to escape from an axe murderer in the middle of the road, we overtake and three miles later get to the venue. I go for the numbers whilst my friend starts to tack up and I lift the saddle on to see said pony circling the lorry park in canter (we are still strying to work out how she did this). This was 10am, we finish the tacking up and go to the warm up for a 10.45 start, pony was going over the practise jumps. Friend finishes the hunter trail, we have bacon sarnies and a coffee and await the results, meanwhile pony is still going over the practise jumps. 12.15 said pony starts it's round, 8 minutes later she comes through the finish poles and proceeds to go over the practise fences a few times for good luck. 12.30 we left watching one very knackered pony, steaming and dripping with sweat being dragged to the sandwich van. Poor poor pony.