I am a member of a brilliant riding club and was lucky enough to get a place on their weekend camp, which is just completely brilliant fun and just what I needed to take my mind away from the last couple of very tough weeks.
As part of camp, Bob and I tried our hand at Le Trec, which was so much fun. We had done it once before, at camp last year, so very much beginners and trying it all out.
Bob was fab at things like going over the tarpauline and going over the ditch, didn't bat an eyelid and then had to give the more flighty horses leads over both of these, with endless patience. There were also bending poles with windmills on, neck reining around barrels, a maypole, with a lunge line you had to pick up, carry round in a circle then hang back on the hook.
My favourite part was the low sticks though, we had them easy as some of the other horses were 17 hands and Bob is only 15.1.
So, photos. First of all, please excuse my fatness!! Our first attempt under the poles, all calm:
Second time under, I didn't duck low enough, rattled my hat off the sticks and Bob obviously thought we were in danger and had to get us out of there asap, leading to this sequence (when I first saw these I was so impressed, who knew he had that much elevation hidden in there), also very pleased to see I am laughing my head off and not crying in fear!!
and my favourite:
As part of camp, Bob and I tried our hand at Le Trec, which was so much fun. We had done it once before, at camp last year, so very much beginners and trying it all out.
Bob was fab at things like going over the tarpauline and going over the ditch, didn't bat an eyelid and then had to give the more flighty horses leads over both of these, with endless patience. There were also bending poles with windmills on, neck reining around barrels, a maypole, with a lunge line you had to pick up, carry round in a circle then hang back on the hook.
My favourite part was the low sticks though, we had them easy as some of the other horses were 17 hands and Bob is only 15.1.
So, photos. First of all, please excuse my fatness!! Our first attempt under the poles, all calm:
Second time under, I didn't duck low enough, rattled my hat off the sticks and Bob obviously thought we were in danger and had to get us out of there asap, leading to this sequence (when I first saw these I was so impressed, who knew he had that much elevation hidden in there), also very pleased to see I am laughing my head off and not crying in fear!!
and my favourite: