I am sitting in a hotel room having just tucked Dez in his stall for the night, in Dunn, North Carolina. All is well and we set out tomorrow morning at 7 am for NY.
I was very sad to leave the O’Connor team and the wonderful environment there. Coming home to NB will be a bit of a challenge to say the least. Thank goodness we have Brae Fearann to keep me motivated.
I had an AMAZING time at the horse trial last weekend at Florida Horse Park. I was so very proud of Dez and his efforts. He is becoming quite an amazing horse. However, the event was quite unlike any I have ever ridden. I ended up in the bottom of the results for my division – life, lessons and growing pains through all my new knowledge gained.
For those who know me, you know I usually do well in dressage which places me in good standing for the rest of the trial. However, I knew Dez was in a frustrated mood early in the morning when I was braiding. The flies just arrived in Ocala and Dez was bitten up quite badly. So, braiding was a real treat as he shook and kicked and tossed his head to deal with these biting flies. Although our 10 minute dressage warm-up was amazing and I felt very confident, the actual test was less than ideal. In attempting to get Dez’s quarters in on the trot circle (which I had been working on in lessons) Dez took the outside leg as an aid for canter and broke. One move ruined. Then, in the canter lengthen again on the right rein Dez got upset at my outside leg and kicked out – another move ruined (I think that was partly fly related too). Plus, the whole time he was swishing his tail because of the flies. Dear, dear, the dressage test was likely the worst I have ridden in 10 years. Ah well, the fun jumping was still to come….
I was alone for stadium warm-up as Karen was riding six horses at the event (five of which she finished in first place with!!), although we had walked the course together and all felt good. (I did have my trusty husband/groom with me though and that helped a lot). Karen had warned that the triple bar oxer that was ridden on a bending line going towards the big dignitaries tent was stopping a lot of horses and so I needed to get his attention on the fence early. Well, it ended up being a problem for us too, with a stop. However, I must say that I was very happy with all other parts of the round – it was very organized, controlled and I had great spots to the jumps. My lessons have paid off and Dez is becoming such a finessed horse that he requires that I do it correctly or he is not happy with me. He is a technical ride, and when ridden well by the rider, he performs amazingly.
My xc was simply divine!!!!! I loved my ride so much! It was perfectly balanced, great rhythm and wonderful spots to each fence. Drops, corner, water, combinations; all of it – really nice…..all except for the first fence. I was happy that Dez was so calm and was also slightly distracted saying Hi to a friend who came over to the start box to see me, and so I left the start box pokey and with Dez not in front of the leg, so as we sauntered up to the first fence, Dez said “No thanks Lori, get with the ride!”. So I calmly stopped, re-grouped (which used up time thus my time penalties) and then picked it up and rode a wonderful course. I felt completely connected to Dez as we moved over the course as one unit – it was really great. He jumps effortlessly and just loves the xc. Karen really likes Dez too so this summer should be lots of fun!
Karen was warming up on xc as I finished. She hollered at me to come over to her. She said, “Tell me you did NOT stop at the first fence!”. “But Karen, the course was amazing” I said. “Tell me you did not stop at the first fence” she repeats. “Come here so I can hit you on the head”. So I walk over to her as she is mounted on Sammie and she taps my helmet with her crop. She smiles at me and off I go to un-tack. As I arrive, Max asks how I did. I explain what happened and her comment was “Well, you will never again stop at a first fence, will you Lori?”. Nope. Not after this razzing!! Always ride aggressively to the first fence regardless how calm and great the ride feels. Lesson learned, but hey, I still had a smile on my face which I have had on my face since riding around the xc course. I actually was smiling and loving my ride on the course, which felt great!
As I was cooling Dez out, walking over to watch some intermediate stadium I see David. He walks over to me and asks about my ride. I tell him. His response is “You stopped at the first fence”, “You stopped at the first fence…” This was a déjà vous from my talk with Karen. Boy, you can sure tell that these two are married and both coaches. Never-mind, it was all said with a smile in the corner of their mouths and a lesson to be learned. Later Karen was joshing with me saying the name of the next book I write should be “Don’t Stop At The First Fence” – cute; and yes, it would be a clever name for a book.





