Three Days of Tears and Triumphs

On the 17th February I had the devastating news that my friend Beccy had lost her short battle with cancer. Beccy was a young and talented rider, I have had the privilege to coach her for around 20 years. Beccy adored her horses, her dogs and her friends and family, she was unbelievably strong during her illness . A truly wonderful young lady, Someone wrote “We will miss you, You were Beautiful Beccy both inside and out” . Her funeral was sad, lots of tears, it one of the most appropriate & well thought out send offs that I have ever been to. Beccy was just 27 years old.

With deep breaths we set off the next day to compete in our first ever British Dressage Regional Final. Renkum Capitano seemed to know his best behaviour was required more than normal and he trotted and cantered his little socks off to pull out a score of 72%. He temporally took the lead, but a Portuguese rider soon knocked us into 2nd place. We then had a nail biting couple of hours with the excitement escalating as rider after rider tried to improve on our score. Unbelievably we remained in 2nd place. This meant my first ever podium prize giving and a qualification for my first Dressage British National Championships !

The next day we were entered at Oasby Eventing in Lincolnshire, during the week I had decided to withdraw from the event. I decided it was a long way to go with only one horse as my other horse Chief had been placed on the waitlist. But when I checked Saturday night to see if they had acted on my withdrawal email it seemed they hadn’t so we decided to go. We set off Sunday morning not sure if we had a run or not and 3 hours later we were doing our dressage. Meanwhile back at the lorry Hugo my loyal border collie was busy having a toilet accident filling my best Ariat Boots with liquid diarrhoea.

Apparently it’s lucky to accidentally stand in Poo before you go Cross County and even luckier to fill your boots with it!! Leading after dressage on a 26 Captain only went and did a double clear and won the class. I still can’t quite believe how the weekend progressed from such deep sadness to a success that brought back my smile.

I couldn’t help wondering if maybe Beccy was looking down on us sending a helping hand of luck, she rode Capitano once for me and is the only other person to have ridden him apart from me, this made Capitanos weekend of success very much extra special.

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