|The view from our Friday night schooling ride...|
We loaded up the truck and my BO's small 2-horse Brenderup trailer for the trip. Pig loaded up fairly well, balking some at the narrowness of the trailer and the way the ramp was slightly slick with rain. He traveled well, for him, all weekend. He has never been a good traveler, sweating and shaking like a small dog in a purse the whole time he is in a trailer. I'm sure the accident did not help his mental state in the slightest.
Having never pulled a Brenderup, I was totally intrigued by them. The brakes are kind of ingenious, slowing the trailer on steep hills and balancing it out behind you. However, the light weight of the thing is obnoxious when your horse shakes. It makes the trailer feel unsteady behind the truck, which just about gave me a heart attack. After about 2 and a half hours of solid driving, I realized I hadn't let go of the wheel at all with my left hand. Talk about white-knuckling it!
Despite all the traveling nerves, we arrived at the show facility without incident and with plenty of daylight. Unfortunately, the facility was completely abandoned. One boarder was heading to her car as we pulled up. She briefly showed me the show ring and the main barn, then had to head out. Perturbed, we drove around the facility looking for our stall. Nothing.
Finally, after wandering through three barns, I found a number labeled "after hours horse show#" on a piece of paper buried in a stack. I called it, and 10 minutes later finally had the show secretary on the phone. She told me where my stall was located (small show = free stall upgrade!), and where I could ride that evening. We immediately settled in to unpacking and getting to riding.
|This horse will go anywhere I point him. This facility really drove home how thankful I am for that.|
|That dark hallway is the entrance to the show arena, which was closed on Friday night. The first time we got to see the show ring was as we entered for our first test.|