It was a windy and very cold day, perfect weather for a long foxhunt! We were out for 3 hours and covered 11 awesome miles. Something happened yesterday that was the highlight of my season. Come to think of it, it was the highlight of the past six seasons!
There is this one jump at Yorkfield that I've never asked her to do. We usually ride in 2nd field at this fixture because of it.....
It's a steeplechase style hedge jump that is nearly 4 feet tall.
Well, I decided to ride in 1st field yesterday, despite the hedge and the fact that the field master was on a horse that is much faster/more capable over fences than Daatje, I figured we could ride in the back and if we got into too much trouble, drop back to 2nd.
Thankfully, it's early on in the hunt, so by the time we got to it, there was still plenty of energy under me. Even still, I had visions of her looking too hard, sucking back, getting her front end over but not her hind end....
At the last minute, I thought to myself, "you'll never know unless you ask, right?". I'd never asked her to jump it, just assumed it was too much for her to process.
She jumped it like a boss. Whoo!
|Look at those knees!|
|Waiting for the hunt to begin.|
|Rails in a field.|
|Up the steps.|
|Across the polo field.|
Even better than the first, I think. I love my mare!