he (mis)adventures of our Brand Ambassador, Katie Gray and her trusty steed BK continue. Here is the latest witty blog from their most recent outing at the HRCAV Combined Training Day hosted by the Monash Adult Riding Club.
So last weekend, full of hot air from our recent jumping success (see BK, Showjumping Champion of the World blog for details), we headed to another combined training day. Our arms were twisted by the fact that our sponsors would be there, meaning free grooms and endless champagne to toast our victory.
In retrospect, I can see a few signs the day may have been doomed. My iphone is clearly in cahoots with my etag and we zigzagged our way to the Monash ARC grounds via the least direct route possible utilizing maximum etag credit. Once arrived we nearly had a punch up with someone who was possibly having their first social outing ever and was under the impression that the prize of the day was actually a sheep station.
Anyway, they managed to get the ring and markers back up with a handy placed piece of wood or 2 and some quick helpers. We punched out a decent test despite an error of course (our second for the year and, yes, we are only in February. I mean, who needs to see a halt?? Of course he can halt. I got there in the float, didn’t I?? He must have been standing on that!?!) Nevertheless we were handily placed in second. Now only a few jumps between us and an extension to our satin collection...
Then I saw the course. It was as though it was built to commemorate all of our Australian big things. Perhaps they had even borrowed them from country towns around Australia. I imagined the front page news, "North Mackay lend Big Banana to Victorian Adult Riding Club". Anyway, needless to say all of these big things had a red flag on one side and a white on the other, implying that they were intended to be jumped. Being the eternally optimistic type, I saddled up BK and entered the course. BK clearly thought we were lost in a mountain range. Rather than flog my dear friend for my obvious oversight in not training him over giant obstacles that could be used as Australian tourist attractions (plus I had insider knowledge that no sheep farms were in fact on offer), when he hesitated to launch us into space over a passable replica of the giant Murray cod, we were eliminated. Our second place became a giant E!