Flying Ponies Over Rainbow Bridge

The real brains behind the operation...

Boris

In 2011 I made the interesting decision that 2 horses weren't enough and invested in a 15 month old coloured KWPN x TB gelding called Boris. He's an absolute b*****d at times, but he makes my heart melt every time I look at him and I worship the ground he walks on. Boris is the first horse I have owned from babyhood through to adulthood, the first horse I have started myself and the first horse I have backed. Despite the fact that he is the most agile, athletic, flexible and nutty 16.2hh horse I know, he has been an absolute angel to date and I am so proud of him and what we have achieved together. He has awesome natural paces and a real turn of hoof, so I have very high hopes for him. Despite the fact that at present he doesn't seem to understand the concept of jumping....

Best Time Ever (Jack)

Losing Taz left a massive hole in my life and my daily routine and made life very tricky with just two horses at the yard, so in July 2013, when I saw Jack on a facebook page advertising ex-racehorses for sale, I had to have a look. The trial left me grinning from ear to ear and a few days later I brought my 17.1hh, 5 year old, 2 months off the track, ex-chaser/hurdler home. After being bronced off the second I put my foot in the stirrup in front of the saddler, (turned out in the end it was the saddle, despite what he said), I spent 4 months dong groundwork and allowing Jack's muscles and brain to wind down. In November 2013, after a very excellent saddler had diagnosed the badly fitting saddle and sold us a new (and very comfy) one, I finally got back on board and the process of re-education under saddle began in earnest. We've come a long way, we've got a long way still to go, but we're out enjoying ourselves, albeit at baby level, and every time I ride Jack I come back with a smile on my face. Plus he's yet another cuddly, soppy s*d, which would appear to be my "type"!