Posts Tagged XC

The Alternate Route

                      Ah, the course walk. The first time out, we are generally just there to figure out where we’re going, and perhaps question our sanity (“Why? Why would anyone gallop a horse up to something like this and jump over it? I need help…”). The […]

Nothing Short of Thankful

There is nothing like a hack in the autumn. To much of the population, it’s hot cider, sweaters, and all things pumpkin that signify the start of fall, but to me, it’s the sound of leaves crunching under my horse’s hooves, seeing his breath that first chilly morning of the season. And this year, on […]

Keep the Faith

Pirate has a huge fan club around the barn; he is the world’s best babysitter. It is surreal the way a moment can change a life. It just doesn’t seem possible. You take your beloved horse on a hack up the road one afternoon, and suddenly it’s his last. In an instant, your world is […]

That’s A Wrap

I am “that girl” during Christmastime – you know, the one annoyingly obsessed with the holiday, who insists on wearing red & green and buying a tree as soon as the calender switches to December. The second a local radio station I never otherwise listen to switches over to 24/7 Christmas music, it’s all I […]

Jump To It

Sometimes, I feel remarkably motivated to sit down and write a blog. Then, after a couple of lines, I realize it’s a beautiful morning, and I really can’t stand another moment in the house. This happens during the spring and fall more often than any other time of the year, when I have lots of […]

Flirting With Danger

If life itself is a game of chance, this sport make us all stellar players.  What better example of risk and reward than, say, galloping a horse at speed to a solid fence and making it safely to the other side?  There are about a million things that could go wrong, and about as many that you […]

Girls Rule, Boys Drool…

Oh the ladies are totally dominating at the barn right now. Yes yes, you’ll get the recap of River Glen in a minute…but first I have to brag on the mares a bit.  Rachel (Mind Over Matter), my lovely bay OTTB mare (a.k.a. Pirate’s girlfriend), won her first little Novice CT over the weekend, and totally […]

I Remember MY First Cross-rail….

Let’s face it: “I remember MY first cross-rail…” is the “I remember MY first beer…” of the event world.  It is generally saved for a joking insult to a friend when they have one of THOSE jumps, or a way to tell a student to clean up their act when they look like an untrained monkey […]