After dressage, we had a good chunk of time to walk cross country, clean tack, prep studs, and eat lunch. Or so I thought. Honestly it was like a black hole warped the space-time continuum or something because one moment I had like two hours to go and the next Trainer B was running down … More Silverwood Summer HT: Stadium
I had a magical jump lesson this week. Perhaps life-changing. We shall see over time. But dang, it was super cool. First, some background. When I was on my honeymoon, my barn hosted a clinic that neither I nor Trainer B could attend – but through those who did ride in the clinic she learned … More Canter. Corner. Contact. Lead.