Allez, allez, allez
Posted by princess on Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Under: Competition in France
It's not all bad being poor, sometimes it makes you a little more creative.
As we came to the end of our haylage it seemed an awful shame and waste to be throwing away all that plastic wrap,so with a few bits of black and green wrap, some Alfa-A bags, old rubble sacks, salvaged pallets and a stapler we got into Blue Peter mode;
Turnip and Neddy really appreciated 'these ones we made earlier'!
It all paid off, Ned and Turnip went showjumping at Gavray last weekend and I was very pleased with both of them. Sadly Turnip's class was first thing and Neddy's mid afternoon so it was a long day. Turnip was a wally and slung himself around a bit in the warmup with all that "Allez, allez, allez",(lucky I had a neckstrap).
When we first got in the ring he continued to be a bit of a wally and slung himself round a bit more, taking particular umbrance to a bush shaped like a rearing horse.
He had three down in the 95cm class but I have never jumped more than a single fence of the height before and it was a good long colourful course of brushes and fillers the like of which he's not seen before.He is not a sloppy jumper and the poles were due to outside distractions. The rearing bush horse nearly cost us, he didn't want to jump the fence beside it and we nearly parted company at the other side, as we made a speedy escape from it's imminent attack.He got round though over some good square fences.
Neddy went a little distance to rectifying his badness from last weekend. He jumped clear in the 1m05 Grand Prix class, he was slowest of the thirteen clears but speed was never our aim and it was still sufficient to let us win the entry fee back. There were over fifty in the class so he performed very respectably, nearly jumping me out of the saddle on several occasions.
You can see the round on Rubin's Photo Diary
Unforunately Turnip had been busy dismantling the trailer while we were away. He punched out the side at the top and broke a breast bar causing bedlam for the people on either side of us. Bad Pony!
Luckily the broken piece is easily replaced and hopefully en route from England as I write and the resident handyman (the dogsbody) made short work of getting the side back in.
As we came to the end of our haylage it seemed an awful shame and waste to be throwing away all that plastic wrap,so with a few bits of black and green wrap, some Alfa-A bags, old rubble sacks, salvaged pallets and a stapler we got into Blue Peter mode;
Turnip and Neddy really appreciated 'these ones we made earlier'!It all paid off, Ned and Turnip went showjumping at Gavray last weekend and I was very pleased with both of them. Sadly Turnip's class was first thing and Neddy's mid afternoon so it was a long day. Turnip was a wally and slung himself around a bit in the warmup with all that "Allez, allez, allez",(lucky I had a neckstrap).
When we first got in the ring he continued to be a bit of a wally and slung himself round a bit more, taking particular umbrance to a bush shaped like a rearing horse.
He had three down in the 95cm class but I have never jumped more than a single fence of the height before and it was a good long colourful course of brushes and fillers the like of which he's not seen before.He is not a sloppy jumper and the poles were due to outside distractions. The rearing bush horse nearly cost us, he didn't want to jump the fence beside it and we nearly parted company at the other side, as we made a speedy escape from it's imminent attack.He got round though over some good square fences.
Neddy went a little distance to rectifying his badness from last weekend. He jumped clear in the 1m05 Grand Prix class, he was slowest of the thirteen clears but speed was never our aim and it was still sufficient to let us win the entry fee back. There were over fifty in the class so he performed very respectably, nearly jumping me out of the saddle on several occasions.
You can see the round on Rubin's Photo Diary
Unforunately Turnip had been busy dismantling the trailer while we were away. He punched out the side at the top and broke a breast bar causing bedlam for the people on either side of us. Bad Pony!
Luckily the broken piece is easily replaced and hopefully en route from England as I write and the resident handyman (the dogsbody) made short work of getting the side back in.
Tags: neddy turnip showjumping
