After Cinna jumped out of her paddock on a weekly basis for several months, I decided she was clearly not meant for straight dressage, but needed to be an eventer! I was a little tired of confining myself to the sandbox anyway, so it was cool. Plus eventers have lots of matchy-matchy tack, and my feelings on that are crystal clear at this point. We signed up for a schooling show a few hours away, and I prepped for months! I called up SprinklerBandits to see if I could borrow her pool boy for a weekend, but she said no. What a dressage queen! Unfortunately, in the weeks leading up to the event, it rained INCESSANTLY! I was worried about cancellation, but not to fret – eventers are made of hardier stuff than that, and the day dawned bright and early! But there was mud EVERYWHERE!
|Synchronized swimming?? hahaha (look at bebe Ruby!)
Cinna and I headed down centerline hoping to put in a stellar dressage test that would leave our competitors in the dust! Things were going along just fine until the free walk – a small garden snake was slithering through the dressage court, when a spectator’s emotional support turkey spotted it and raced into the arena in attack mode. Understandably, Cinna vehemently protested this intrusion, and our “free walk” ended up being a diagonal bolt before I finally regained control. The snake and turkey were fighting in the center, but our test had to go on! While we did finish the test, obviously I only had part of Cinna’s attention throughout, and the judge’s comment of “tactfully ridden” was probably just so I didn’t scratch the rest of the day and go home to cry -- although the "free walk not shown" was accurate! Foiled by a turkey.
|I really wanted to insert this really awesome video but I guess Blogger had other ideas....
|Best boots EVAR
Despite a dismal start to the day, I still had hopes we could go double clear, as long as she kept her brain in her head for stadium jumping. As she cleared the first oxer with ease, I started to grin – maybe we could actually do this! We headed for a tricky vertical off a tight corner, and she sailed over it. There was a colorful Swedish oxer up next, but she didn’t bat an eyelash at the garish color scheme, neatly hopping over it with inches to spare. Water isn’t always her favorite, so I held my breath heading to the liverpool, but Cinna had her brave pants on and cleared it easily! We cruised through the course and were almost home free – just a triple combination left and we would be double clear!
|OK so it's not Cinna but this is one of my favorite pictures of Jack. You can deal ;)