On Saturday, trail buddy, Big G's mom, and I headed over to The Eventer's barn (remember her?) for a jump lesson. We've all been having fun jumping stuff at our barn, but sometimes it's great to have a pair of eyes on the ground and new sticks to play with.
Everyone loaded and trailered fine and we got to the barn in good time. The only sad thing about the three geldings we took was that it left Archie all by his lonesome with only the three mares next door to console him. He survived.
We did a little flat work warm up where TE asked about each horse and what we wanted to accomplish. Ox looks at fences, baby gelding needs form, and I can't remember what Big G needed. I'd previously told her that trail buddy wanted grids, so she had a crossrail, a bounce and a one stride with trot poles entering and a placing canter pole. We warmed up over everything as poles and she started adding in pieces, until everything was set back up.
|I love you, Severus Snape.|
|Of course I ventured out for Mexican.|