I give up.
Here's another video of little Harry Allen charging around a course on the jump off. He's amazing. Watch while you can. Who knows when this one will disappear.
Young Harry rides like an eventer...git'er done! We all come at fences like that in stadium, and we don't even HAVE jump off rounds! We just don't see the need to slow our horses down. HAHAHA!
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This little boy and his pony are some kind of awesome! The way he gallops at those fences, you'd think he was an eventer. Mark my words, everyone in the Grand Prix world will know this kid's name in 20 years. Harry Allen. Remember that. He's going to be an Olympian, you can put money on it.
Doubtless you're right. Looks like it runs (and jumps) in the family.
ReplyDeleteYup. I didn't do the research to know he comes from an equestrian family, but I would have bet money on it. He rode like a kid whose entire life has been around horses and who has been shown the way by elder members who said, "Get back on. Suck it up and kick on!"
DeleteGood to see you posting again, Buttercup. I'll have to take your word for young Harry. I'm 67, so I may not see him win his accolades.
ReplyDelete67? You'll be here. Don't count yourself out. I have no doubt.
DeleteAnd thanks for the support. I'm sorry I haven't been around as much lately. Things with the business have demanded much of my time...and frankly, I'm so pissed off/depressed/despondent/cynical about politics that I can't bring myself to write about it. All I can think of to write is, "DOOM! DOOM! DOOM!' every single day. sigh....
"pissed off/depressed/despondent/cynical" Check, check, check and check.
DeleteThat kid is good! So was the horse. I was lucky enough to have a childhood friend who's dad & mom owned a ranch, so I got to ride horses a lot when I was a kid.
ReplyDeleteLotsa fun!
I do recall one horse that was kinda mean sometimes. She liked to nip you on the leg if you ride her. And if you tried to ride her without a saddle (I liked the challenge, being an 11 year old moron) she would try to get you to fall off by running really fast and then stopping suddenly, or run through the woods and try to get you knocked off by a low tree branch.
One time she ran into the barn at a full gallop (I thought for sure she would run into the barn wall) and stopped in a flash. I kept going into the inside barn wall. That'll make you see stars.
After that, I never rode her without a saddle.
Mean horse: 1
Me: 0
Other than that, she was a nice horse.
LOL! Everyone who's been around horses has a similar story. They are intelligent, complicated creatures with a well-developed sense of hierarchy. This translates into an animal that can have very definite opinions regarding who is boss. HAHAHA! Sorry about the body slam into the barn, though. That's gotta hurt.
DeleteAye, it was funny. When I finally caught my breath and looked up at the horse, she was like "what? Where's my apple?"
DeleteIt was nothin' personal, just business. :)
The funniest story I have about horses occured the first time I rode a horse. I was five or maybe six at the time. Everything was going great, the horse walked, trotted, galloped...I was having fun, and then...the saddle, being not tightened enough, responded to the vibrations and gravity slid precisely 180 degrees.
ReplyDeleteHave you ever ridden a horse riding it's belly? The horses front knees occasionally bopped be in the forehead but fortunately not very hard as I clung to the saddle with a deathgrip yelling help.
Thankfully, one of the adults finally stopped the horse and I was okay. Didn't stop me from wanting to keep riding though. I can't think of much that's more joyful than horseback riding. :)
You are SOOOOOO lucky you were hurt or killed. That was a nice horse to stop with a saddle hanging off it. I had a similar incident when I was trying out a dressage saddle on my crazy-ass Thoroughbred mare. The twist on the saddle was too narrow and so the saddle didn't settled over her back, but perched on top. She had wide withers and was difficult to fit. I was riding and she was getting more and more fussy, but she was always a handful, so I wasn't that concerned. Just as I realized that the saddle wasn't going to work, and was getting off, the weight of my foot in the left stirrup as I dismounted swung that saddle right down off her and I fell backwards to the ground and she took off with that saddle underneath. She busted RIGHT THROUGH a four-rail fence and was heading for the hills. For some reason, she turned back and I finally caught her by cornering her into a shed. She let me get up to her and release the girth. It was a scary moment because she was never that bright and always a panicky mess. I had to buy the saddle AND fix the arena fencing. Great. Just great.
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