A cross-country runout can feel enormous in the moment. The horse has left the line, the rider is suddenly outside the planned route, and every second seems to…
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There is a particular kind of magic in watching a Grand Prix rider school a horse. The movements look polished, the decisions seem immediate, and every…
There are moments in eventing when a horse teaches you something so clearly that you cannot explain it away as luck, instinct, or a conveniently good result.…
Horse trials are usually described through their visible milestones: the score in dressage, the rails in show jumping, the time on cross-country, and the final…
There are plenty of smells that belong to eventing: damp saddle leather, freshly turned arena footing, liniment warming beneath a horse’s coat, and the sweet,…
A dressage test set to music begins long before I enter the arena. The final soundtrack may be what spectators notice, but the real preparation is a mixture of…
The first blue ribbon I won felt impossibly important. It was light in my hand, a little wrinkled from being handled too often, and attached to a result I had…
There was no single cinematic instant when I decided eventing would become part of my identity. No brass band, no perfect round watched from the rail, and no…
Jealousy is an uncomfortable emotion to admit in any sport, and eventing gives it plenty of opportunities to appear. I can feel thrilled for a friend who has…
At the end of a horse trial, people usually notice the final score, the ribbon, the clear rounds, or the mistake that changed everything. I notice those things…