Chambord and Remy are truly Besties. They always hang out together, even sharing the same hay bag in the run in shed. When we are out on the trails it seems they have some "intimate" chats about their riders. Hmm??
With the glorious October weather we run into other riders from time to time. Quite a few are of the 'rough and ready' variety, "Hop on and Go": No helmets, sneakers, on occasion sporting a beer can and/or a cigarette (!). So when we crossed a group the other day one rider remarked to the other "Look, these are the Dressage Riders I told you about. How cool." Apparently Dressage Riders don't venture on the trails?
Seems that JP and I are now officially known on the trails as "The Dressage Riders", easily identified by our saddles, riding pants, half-chaps, and most importantly: Helmets!
Now the tricky part is to look like "Dressage Riders" in an actual dressage arena...
The journey of two Morgans: *Saumur*: Dismissed as not-trainable by experienced trainers and the Amish alike. Together we worked our way from learning to steer to the USDF Bronze Medal. Saumur passed away in 2022 at the age of 26. *Remy*: Cheerful, loving -but not without quirks- on his way up the levels. This is also a tribute to the remarkable professionals helping us along the way, Roz Kinstler, Lisa Oberg, Vanessa Voltman; and most of all to Jean-Paul, husband extra-ordinaire.
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