The last day of this trip was foggy in the morning, which made for a couple nice photos of Cecil eagerly anticipating his morning mash. Later in the day I rode him again, despite a minor wardrobe malfunction. My newest, fanciest, and most expensive breeches were on for maybe 2 hours, before I even rode, and the seam on the right leg/butt split! I had to wear my full chaps over my safety pinned breeches so as to avoid flashing the rest of the clinic participants. Not too many people noticed, though, and I escaped with my dignity.
1 comment:
Looks like very thorough training -- glad you were able to go. I like the photos of Cecil in the fog.
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