Fall Fun at Fair Hill: Show Recap Part 1
|Photo by Megan of Go Big or Go Home|
Dino and I started the day with a luxuriously late 7am wakeup call. Our dressage test wasn't until nearly 2pm, which allowed me to leisurely get ready that morning with plenty of time to get to Fair Hill well before our test. It was fabulous, and no one got hit in the eye by a rogue pony skull.
A good beginning on all accounts.
|What a handsome steed!|
I want to apologize to Michele at this point for running through both stadium and XC like a total speed demon as she tried to keep up on her bad foot that had just been injected. I was getting twitchy about having enough time to warm up for dressage and rudely left my friend behind! Sorry, girl!
Once we got back to the trailers I suited up myself and Dino for the sandbox, and headed into the warm up arena. Our course walk had left me with only about 15 minutes to warm up for our test, and I was feeling the pressure. Dino, bless him, went right to work for me and we banged out some transitions and circles in all three gaits, as well as a few baby leg yields to get him thinking about stepping into my outside rein. However, the shortened warm up didn't give me enough time to get him relaxed and truly working through, but I had to work with what he was giving me and we headed down centerline feeling a touch unprepared.
|What I wanted our dressage trot to look like. Photo by Megan.|
The judge apparently did not agree and scored us a 38, slamming several movements with 5's. Ouch! It definitely didn't feel like a high-30's test, and I was admittedly disappointed in the score, but most riders in my division walked away with scores in the high 30's and low 40's, so I chalked it up to a grouchy judge. I was still sitting in 5th after the dressage, which wasn't as competitive as we have been lately, but still in the upper half of the division.
Before I knew it, it was time to make the trek through the woods for our jumping phases. I was feeling a little nervous about it after our un-inspiring performance at Burgundy Hollow in July, but felt both courses were well within our combined capabilities. I was determined to keep Dino packaged up and balanced in stadium and not let him drag me around!
|"None of your nonsense today, pony." "I make no promises." Photo by Megan|
However, Dino had other ideas.
We came around to the first fence, a small oxer, and I was focusing VERY hard on using my half halts to create a better balance in the canter and start the course off on the right foot. Dino felt forward and committed to his job, and so naturally I just sat there and didn't keep my leg on.
Dino stopped. That little punk. No matter how 'forward' he feels, I still can't trust that pony!
|Dat release tho'. Photo by Megan.|
Stay tuned for the thrilling conclusion!