The set up is important, to get that face and headset and then go into the gait right from the first step. And I have to keep even to keep him going straight. And I have to maintain and check his speed. And I gotta get those hands back down. And I have to have fun. And and and..... Okay, the 'kinda' is Kinda not true. It's more about finding that sweet spot and just staying right there. It will come. It's a dance of give and take. And, then he puts those ears forward and he coasts. Whoops. Ahhhhh.
Lisa Weaver and her husband show up and she rides her horse too. Then we all go out to lunch...the weavers, Hannah, Bub and myself. Ruby Tuesday has a very nice salad buffet by the way. It was a nice chance to get to know everyone a bit better. I'm reminded how amazing so many people are, as I listen to stories of the disaster efforts in catrina in Louisianna. And I thank the Tennessee walking horse for being a backdrop to meeting new people.
After lunch I'm off to Janes to relax and get ready for the show tonight. Jane joins me and we set off for the hour long journey to Petersburg. On the way we pass the TWHBEA headquarters of the walking horse and I catch a glimps of Mighnight Sun's statue standing out front. They recently did some maintenance work on him, and he looks great standing soldier over our great breed HQ.
We arrive to bustling activity. The show has begun and a class is in the ring already as we park. We walk up to the outdoor arena to fun music and an entertaining announcer. I showed here last year, and it was one of my favorite places. A small ring, gazebo and real grass in the center. I find Hannah and the stable in the warmup area. She has a bunch of horses here, since its all pleasure classes. As I look around I see that the big pleasure trainers are all here too. And there looks to be some great horses too. Should be as much fun to show as it is to watch all this talent. And I was not disappointed.
|Note to self - do not wear these shoes if|
you might have to run from Gate B36 to E36
in 5 minutes at ATL.
I pack and put away my show outfits at Jane's when we get home. I fly home tomorrow. As I jump into bed, I assess the weekend. I had highs and lows, but it is all taking me in the right direction. As I drift off to sleep, I can still feel Bourbon under me with his wonderful gait and those ears forward. And, I smile.
|The flight home was just beautiful!|