Few, if any, folk ever see me ride. It is not a pretty sight. There are no excuses really – my feet are odd and I look like a lump but, hey ho, that’s me and, these days, that’s how I ride.
I have been described as “sack of tatties’ but I trained Haakon from the day a saddle was put on his back and we have been together for over 20 years now.
After my debacle, Daisy, who could see I was struggling, offered to have a go. Haakon was being very pacey (or piggy pacey as we call it).
I always value Daisy’s opinion.
She knows Haakon well.
And she got him going very nicely.
I enjoy seeing Haakon being ridden by Daisy.
She has the measure of my boy.
They go very nicely together.
Meanwhile, I continue to struggle.
It is my own fault. I have far too many bad habits. They go way back.
What I really need is to learn to ride again. From the beginning. As if I know nothing.
And that ain’t gonna happen, though I do feel that, after Haakon, there will be no more riding.
The MInions will be enough – just hugging is good. Haakon hates hugging.