My lessons with Flossie, a roan Standardbred mare |
FLOSSIE'S 218th LESSON Yesterday was the day the road crew chose to put in the cement wall that holds the new road up next to Des’ track. They had to take part of the fencing down and come in onto Des’ property with their trucks and machines. One of the workers saw me walking with Flossie in hand all tacked up and ready for a ride so he strolled over to the fence to let me know. I hopped right on so I wouldn’t waste any time and managed to get my ride in on the track before the work actually started. I had to double Flossie to get her past the elbow-to-elbow line-up of men who were standing around the machines in a row like a living fence. I had to dismount once and walk her past but she never gave me a problem after that. If I had raised my voice and shouted as I have in the past it would have made a difference and I probably wouldn’t have had to dismount but for some reason I didn’t think of it. After cooling Flossie out in the shade, I decided to do some circling in the corner but just as we started, a guy approached to take the fence down so they could get their machines in to work on the road. So I took Flossie to the ‘arena’ and worked her there. Pat was working Des’ new gelding in the jogger, earlier, and the poor animal cut his left front leg on a hook somehow. Des had his vet, Pete, come down and I watched as he stitched up the wound. It was superficial, thankfully, and nothing too serious. As far as filming my lap around the track as I had planned, I didn’t bother since things were pretty hectic right from the very beginning. If all goes well I should be riding again in another four days. Hopefully there will be less commotion. |