We built the indoor school when folk wanted to learn to ride. When we discovered they just wanted a baby-sitting service or a method of killing themselves and blaming us, we closed a few years later (when insurance costs escalated).
I still have the indoor school and it is very very useful.
I ride in it most day and today, with my back screaming, I rode my beloved Icelandic horse, Klæengur to remind him to bend.
Bending is good and I love this little horse. We are a team and he would give me his last breath (Note: I am not responsible for those feet. They do not belong to me!)
Jo and Fiona popped by with Fákur and Hreyfing (from left to right – oh heavens, the width).
Jo offered help to Fiona and I left them to get on with it. I needed to feed Taktur and snog a Minion.
I left my camera in the school and apparently they “did” poles to promote bending.
Then, as it was very windy, Jo, Robert, Freyja and Vi arrived.
Having had gin, I felt brave and decided I wanted to see what this bird thing was all about.
It was, and I hate this word, Awesome!
Robert’s friend, David, also had a shot. He seemed a bit more professional about it all (so jealous).
Today was different but fun.