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What I pack in a cooler box for a hot summer event day

A summer event day with Archie starts long before we drive through the gate. I check the weather, the venue map and the timetable, then work out how much…

How I Train Archie to Halt Square at the End of a Dressage Test

The final halt is a small movement with a surprisingly large effect on a dressage score. After the centre line, the transitions, the circles and the last…

How I Adjust My Stirrups Safely While Mounted

Adjusting stirrups while mounted sounds like a tiny piece of tack management, yet it can quickly become a balance problem. A single hole too long or too short…

Why I Warm Up Archie With Serpentines Before A Test

Before a dressage test, I want Archie attentive, supple and quietly listening rather than physically tired. My warm-up has changed through seasons of eventing,…

How I Pack My Tack Trunk for a Quiet Trailer Ride

A tack trunk can look perfectly organised in the wash bay and still sound like a toolbox falling down the stairs once the trailer reaches the first cattle…

Riding through a permanent cross-country lake complex with Archie

There is something about a permanent cross-country lake complex that changes the way I pack the float. The water elements are not pulled in for the weekend,…

Picking up the pieces when a show jumping round falls apart

There's a sinking feeling when you ride a bad distance into an oxer, your horse chips a stride, and suddenly the lines stop flowing the way they did in…

Flying changes at home: how I clean up Archie's dressage transitions

Archie's first attempt at a flying change was, frankly, a mess. He swapped in front, then scrambled in behind, then threw his head up like he'd been stung. We…

Why I Switched From a Nylon Girth to Leather for Security

For a long time, my everyday eventing tack included a simple nylon girth. It was light, easy to hose off and inexpensive to replace when it became grubby or…

Cooling Down and Stretching Archie's Hindquarters After a Dressage Test

That final salute rings out, the judge clicks the stopwatch, and my brain is still rattling off the next movement while Archie is already puffing like a steam…