I put it off because it's not a great one.
I still had a great horsey day, don't get me wrong.
I just didn't do it with my horse.
I knew it was doomed from the moment I went to bed the night before.
It was pouring. Like the heavens opened up and just kept raining. The forecast was not good and I assumed I wouldn't even get to try and load him.
I made a pact with myself, if it was dry at 630 we would attempt to load until it started raining again. And then we would be done. I didn't want to push him.
I decided that it wasn't worth it to me to fight with him about the trailer and then ask him to just hang out and school at a show because I wanted to.
So at 530 I gave him his dose of "sedation" and bustled about, crossing my fingers it would stop raining.
It of course did, for one hour exactly and in that hour Bacardi refused to even step foot near the trailer. And the ground was soaked and slick and I was nervous to even use my lunging technique.
I gave up when at 7:20am it began to pour rain again and my horse was still staring wild eyed at the trailer like it would eat him.
This was madness.
Even if he got on the trailer and we made it there, I would still have to get him back on. We were already late and wouldn't get to ride our tests anyways, so what was the point.
So I put him back in his stall, tossed him hay and headed over to the grounds without him.
Defeated. Annoyed. Disappointed.
However, it soon became clear that even if B had cooperated, the day would've been disastrous.
The weather was...horrible.
Cold. Rainy. Windy. Wet.
The warm up was 6inches of mud. Everyone and everything was coated in mud and wet.
Levi was very upset with me hat I dare ask him to trounce through mud and stand outside in the spitting rain.
For once, I was GLAD I wasn't riding.
They ended up being an hour behind, which meant we could've still ridden, but the cards were not in our favor anyways. The mud and muck and rain and new place...would've just been too much for him. They ended up canceling all the jumping portions too, besides cross rails if that's an indicator of how nasty the footing was.
So instead I got to watch all my friends ride, and video for them and have a merry cold time on the grounds. I also used a selfie stick that day and it was rather amusing. No judging. It wasn't mine.
I did give up after a few hours, as I was soaked and cold, and headed home to pout a little.
I'm still frustrated.
I have this brilliant horse that moves like a floating angel across clouds, but if his ass won't get In a trailer....we can't do much with that. I intend on working on it, but yeah. It's still an issue.
The rain did let up on Sunday and my mother and I tacked up for an evening ride.
It was beautiful and chilly and quite relaxing and a positive way to end the weekend