We are quietly examining the schedule for suitable places for Milton to start showing with a cart. Yes, yes, many a slip ‘twixt the cup and the lip. It’s all tentative and progress-dependent.
One factor has become obvious. Greg doesn’t have the time. He’s busy working. (Go him!) If he’s to have a competition horse, I will have to work said horse during the week.
I don’t know how I feel about that.
I don’t know how I feel about that while my own riding continues to tank.
Or it could just be August. I hate August. [Hello September]
Thank you for reading,
3 thoughts on “Milton & Me, Redux”
You must feel very conflicted. Isn’t there any way you can get in some hunter/jumper/dressage lessons before your body becomes too used to saddle seat?
Definitely difficult. Interested to see how it plays out. Best wishes.
@debandtoby: Oy. Remember this question while reading tomorrow’s post. Short answer, far less density of instructors, barns, opportunities than when I lived in the Mid-Atlantic or New England.
@Joan: “Interested to see… ” You & me both.
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