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JER — Like Steeplechase On A Bike: Adventures in Cyclocross
“Never go into battle without your weapons.”
By JER–Part 1
It was an idea straight out of the rubbish pile.
Whose rubbish it was, I have no idea, but while trolling the soul-crushing complimentary food buffet in a United Airlines lounge, I spied a discarded magazine next to a plate of shriveled carrot sticks and anemic cocktail olives. I noticed it because the cover was a photo of freshly-harvested round bales in a field. Sure, there was a cyclist riding by the hay field and the magazine was called ‘Bicycling’, but that wasn’t really what caught my eye. Those bales looked like quality hay.
But I took the mag and read it anyway, like you do when killing time in an airport lounge. A few pages in, past lots of ads for brightly-colored stretchy clothing and bicycle seats designed to ease anatomical anxiety, there was an article about something called ‘cyclocross’. The photo was of a cyclist on foot, carrying his bike, jumping over a hurdle. Intrigued, I read on, learning that cyclocross involves riding laps around fields or parks while having to occasionally dismount and carry your bike over manmade or natural obstacles. That, to me, sounded a lot like cross-country, except that we don’t plan our dismounts and we’re no longer allowed to remount.
Two quotes spoke straight to my heart. One: “Because you’re doing laps, you don’t have to worry about being dropped.” And then: “In ‘cross, no one gives a rat’s ass what you wear.”
I thought, I have got to try this.
But before I go on, a mini-manifesto on the semantics of cyclocross. Cyclocross is usually abbreviated by cognoscenti as ‘cross. While you pronounce it much the same as the bit of wood to which Christ was affixed, ‘cross is always written ‘cross, avec apostrophe. It’s annoying to look at and a PITA to type. I mean, do we write ‘phone or ‘plane anymore? But there it is: ‘cross, ‘cross, ‘cross. Especially irritating if you’re texting.
So as of now, I’m starting a new linguistic tradition: it’s called cross. Jesus died on it, you’ll ride on it.
Everyone still with me?
Back at home, I google ‘Vancouver’ and ‘cyclocross.’ Three hits down, I see a notice for a cyclocross skills clinic in a city park, scheduled for this coming Saturday, in preparation for the first race of the BC season, which was taking place on Sunday at a dairy farm out in the Fraser Valley. A clinic and a race in five days! Beginners welcome and if you don’t have a proper cross bike (think road bike with wider, slightly-knobby tires), you can bring a mountain bike. I have a mountain bike. This has to be a sign to me, personally, from the gods of cross.
Sensing a future in the sport, I email the organizer. See you on Saturday, he writes back.
My entire training regimen consists of taking my bike in for a tune-up. I also watch a couple of cyclocross bloopers videos on YouTube, just to see how bad the crashes are. It’s mostly people sliding around in mud, ice, snow and rain in their stretchy outfits. No rotational falls, no riders getting crushed by their twenty pound bikes. No need for controversial inflatable clothing.
The Clinic
Saturday is breezy with bright sun. Perfect weather for learning how to jump over things while carrying your bike. As I pedal down to our designated meeting place, I notice a group of elderly Chinese practicing the ancient art of Tai Chi. I’m thinking about how this is a good omen, presaging a day of balance and harmony, until I get closer and realize this group isn’t doing Tai Chi at all. What they’re doing is called The Hustle. An ancient art, all right, but from a very different dynasty.
The clinician, Aaron, is a current national cyclocross team member. His clothing is a word cloud of logos, more business names than I’ve ever seen aggregated on a single living creature. If he gets any more sponsors, he’ll have to gain twenty pounds to make more fabric space available. My fellow students of cross are amateur cyclists, all with proper cross bikes, dressed in their club outfits. All but one have experience in this discipline. Uh-oh. After Aaron gives his short introductory talk, he asks if there are any questions about cross racing. Right off the top of my head, I think of two: Can you hit people? Are there free snacks?
But I decide these questions can wait till later. I don’t want to scare anyone just yet.
Our first task is to learn the proper cross dismount. You swing your right leg over, lean your right hip into the seat – which I learn is actually called the saddle! – and, as you stand on the pedal with your left foot, grab the top tube in front of the saddle with your right hand. Then you coast until you need to step off and hit the ground running. Not hard at all. Easier than sliding off a horse. Your bike doesn’t stomp on you with steel shoes or try to run back to the barn.
Then comes the ‘remount.’ This is how you get back on the bike in cross. You run a few steps while gripping the handlebars, then you jump onto the saddle. The idea is to land on the inside of your right thigh. You do not want to land directly on the saddle. It will hurt, much worse for one gender than the other.
But hey, I know how to vault up onto a horse. I volunteer to go first. I run a few steps, throw my leg up and over and pedal away. There’s no mane to grab but bikes don’t have withers, they don’t spook and they’re no more than 8hh tall. How hard can it be? At this point, I notice my clinic mates are hanging back, reluctant to throw a leg up and over. They run and keep running or take a sort of skippy step rather than hopping on with gusto. “You have to commit!” Aaron implores. I do a few more remounts, then decide I’ve got the hang of it and don’t need to keep pounding my inner thigh on the saddle. I have a race to ride tomorrow.
I watch the others, who don’t get it so easily. Someone needs to get them some games ponies to practice on. One poor guy scores a brutal direct hit and splits his shorts. “Wouldn’t you know,” he says. “It would have to be the $400 shorts.”
$400 bike shorts? Even in Canadian dollars, that’s about, well, $400. I ask how it is that bike shorts can cost $400. “They’re from Switzerland.” Oh, right. But it’s not like they’re made from handwoven cashmere cultivated from rare baby antelopes found only on the north face of the Eiger. We’re talking about black stretchy bike shorts, for god’s sake. I think I found mine in the sale bin for $30. They’re probably not from Switzerland but I doubt anyone can tell.
This is one of my first clues to a not-so-unique observation about cyclists: they like their equipment maybe even more than horse people like tack. During breaks in the action, everyone chatters about chain rings and gears and gadgets and bike shops and how many ounces it all weighs. I’m pleasantly ignorant, not knowing anything more complicated than ‘wheels’, ‘brakes’ and ‘handlebars.’ Someone points to my bike and says, “That one probably weighs around 30 pounds.” I lift it and nod. To me, it feels like ¾ of a bag of grain, which would be 30 lbs. It’s not that I don’t know weights, it’s just that I have different reference points.
And that’s about to change. Our next skill is ‘shouldering’ the bike. This is when you reach down and, in one smooth movement, crook your elbow through the frame and under the down tube while hoisting the bike up onto your shoulder. Then you reach for the inside branch of the handlebars to ‘control the bike.’ Someone gives it a try and whacks themselves in the back of the head with the saddle. “That’s why we wear helmets,” Aaron says. I’ve got bigger problems. The angled top tube of my mountain bike doesn’t accommodate my shoulder. And damn, my bike is really heavy to lift that high.
“Can I try it with your bike?” I ask Aaron. His bike is shiny, brand-new and, you guessed it, covered with logos. He nods and pushes it toward me. I stick my arm through the frame and lift. I have to do a visual check to make sure there’s actually a bike on my arm. This sleek, purpose-bred machine weighs next to nothing. “What is this, about 18 pounds?” I estimate. Aaron mulls it over. “A little less.” I could run a marathon with this bike on my shoulder. I could probably ride around Rolex with this bike on my shoulder. That is, if I could ride around Rolex. The bike is that light. I also notice that the underside of the top tube is flattened so it doesn’t dig painfully into your shoulder. My bike isn’t merely super-heavy, the top tube is an inverted, pointed triangle. Ouch. During the drills, I devise some alternative carries that don’t require shouldering, which come in handy when we have to carry our bikes up entire flights of stairs.
Meanwhile, Aaron has set up some practice barriers for us. Barriers are 1″ x 12″ wooden boards that are propped up on their sides to create an obstacle that you jump or step over with your bike. Apparently, good riders can bunny hop these things but when Aaron demonstrates, he takes a flyer from a long spot and crashes on landing. Another reminder that bikes and horses have something in common. We practice over a single barrier, then he sets up a second, just beyond it. On a horse, it would be a simple bounce. On foot with a bike on your back, it’s a bunch of choppy steps followed by a clumsy jump. Then we work on our bunny hopping over a nicely-worn curb. I’m not too worried about getting too airborne on my bike; however, I do occasionally miss my distance quite badly. How do you count strides on a bike?
It’s right around now that I hear the distinctive musical stylings of an ice cream truck. Would it be good form to showcase my new cross skills by chasing down the vehicle, dismounting, shouldering my bike right up to the window, then making a running remount with ice cream in hand? It’s a tempting thought but no one else seems to take any notice of the truck at all, nor of the second one that comes round a little while later. I’m starting to think cyclists just aren’t normal. What kind of people ignore the ice cream man at the park on a sunny day?
We move on to a different area to ride up and down a short, steep slope and make hairpin turns on the side of the hill. ‘Off-camber’ riding they call it. This is where I admit to a terrible habit of half-halting on steep descents on my bike. When going downhill on a horse, half-halts are your friend. You engage the hind end and get it back underneath you and suddenly, you’re the Man from Snowy River. Do this on a bike and you’re Evel Knievel at Snake River Canyon. Aaron explains that I need to rely mostly on my front brake and only engage the rear brake when the bike is straight.
As counter-intuitive as it feels, it leads to a light-bulb moment for me: it’s okay to let your bike go around on the forehand. Think of it as hunters and you’ll be fine. I practice until I’ve got reasonable confidence in myself not to squeeze the wrong brake lever. It really is much easier this way, although, as in the cross-country phase of eventing, you have to plan your lines in advance and ride them accurately every time. I ask Aaron how many times he rides the course before a race. “A lot.” The technical sections, he says, you ride over and over until you know exactly where you want to go, and then you have a back-up plan for when that line just isn’t available to you. This all sounds quite familiar to me. I hope I remember to do it tomorrow.
Our last activity is a riotous game of tag in a quasi-wooded area. I take full advantage of my mountain bike capabilities by pedaling furiously and blindly into the brush and trees when anyone comes after me. I only crash once. My legs, however, catch lots of thorns courtesy of BC’s ubiquitous berry bushes. I also get a bee in my bonnet. Literally. I take off my helmet and it buzzes back to freedom. Then Aaron calls us in. We’re done for the day.
After five hours of jumping on and off my leaden bike and carting it all over the park, I’m so tired I can barely put it up onto the rack. And I’m really, really hungry. Where’d that ice cream man go?
Monday Video Break
Sad news from Marlborough HT
Steph Rhodes-Bosch Road to the WEGs, Chapter 6
Hey Eventing Nation!
Relaxing at US Training Sessions

Leah Lang-Gluscic, chapter 5
When we first announced Leah as a guest blogger and explained that she was quitting her job at a high-profile Investment Banking firm in exchange for trying to make a career as a professional rider, reader reactions ranged from encouragement to claims of insanity. By the looks of this post, it sounds like Leah is very happy with her decision so far. Thanks for writing this Leah and thank you for reading.
Boyd Martin’s US Training Camp Update
All the horses galloped Saturday morning starting at 7am. Neville and Comet also did a cross country school with Mark Phillips in the jumping arena at first light before the gallop. I wanted to practice bending lines with corners because Neville hadn’t had any real accuracy questions since Richland. All the riders were given an option for the gallop and most went up the hill three times, and a couple went up two times but at a quicker speed. A team vet took heart and respiration rates after each horse’s final gallop and looked happy with the results.

Sad Saturday News and Notes
WEG bios
If you are bored on Saturday, I suggest turning on your television to watch some college football, taking your dog to the park, walking your kids, or pulling your horse’s mane–yes, we all know it needs to be done.
Becky’s hero/idol: Karen O’Connor
Allison’s reason for riding: Her dad bought Allison her first horse to stop her from sucking her thumb
Karen’s hobbies: cooking and golf
Will’s hobbies: knitting
Boyd started eventing because: “he didn’t have anything better to do” (joking, of course…maybe)
Boyd’s hobbies: gambling and weightlifting (definitely true)
Friday night training camp updates from Ecogold
Chelan Kozak’s WEG Selection Thoughts
As we all know, Chelan Kozak is a four-star rider, a former WEG and Olympic rider for Canada, and an Eventing Nation guest writer extraordinaire. In this post, Chelan writes about the Canadian and US team selections and of course much more, including proper pronunciation of her name and a special WEG announcement. Be sure to check out Chelan’s blog for much more fun. Thanks for writing this Chelan and thank you for reading.
Thoughts on the Canadian Team:
Without further ado, let’s look at the Canucks. The sport of eventing is unusually cruel. On the way to making the WEG squad for every sport in every country there are countless casualties along the way. Bad luck, unsoundness, and just plain old Ê»donʼt cut the mustardʼ cull the numbers to this point. My Rolex performance this spring unfortunately put me in the latter category; riding a tough cookie on the flat left me far outside of the rest of my Canadian counterparts post Rolex. While that was a bitter personal pill to swallow, it was frankly exciting for our country. Two years ago, a similar performance could have gotten me on the team but this year it left me well off the list. The Canadian squad lists three BC girls: Hawley, Rebecca, and Steph. Over the years I have taught each of those ladies at BC young rider camps and clinics. Yes, i am that old…Jessie, Selena and Kyle round out the six.
The interesting thing about our Canadian selection process that differs from the US is that this year there are two horses (and one rider) who have not yet done a four star. We have fewer number to pick from than the US so this is not necessarily and unusual scenario. Our two riders as alternates are Diana and Ian, both on horses with four star experience. This circumstance is clearly stated (in bold italics actually) in the 2010 Canadian selection criteria. It gives the selectors freedom to choose the horse/rider combinations that they and the technical advisor (in this case David O’Connor) feel are the best combinations for the task at hand. I support this idea, and it works for our country. Simply Ê»doingʼ a four star isnʼt always enough. The other difference is that we have not yet named the Ê»Teamʼ and Ê»Individualsʼ. The Canadians will do that later, namely after training camp. This allows the selectors to take into account any little soundness stuff, for example. I also think that waiting helps the team atmosphere over the next couple of weeks. While this is not summer camp, the cohesiveness of the riders and support of management makes a tremendous difference in performance at this time and through the Games.
In no particular order:
Hawley and Gin & Juice–Hawley has done great things with her long time former partner Livingstone, and now Ginny is poised to eclipse Livingstone in helping Hawley continue her four star career. This pair is an obvious choice. Ginny is a spectacular horse, and they have been steadily raising the bar in dressage all season. On a personal note, I spent a great deal of time with Hawley in the early years driving up and down the west coast, and across the country and back. Our little girl has grown up and I am so incredibly proud of the horseman she has become.
Selena and Colombo–Rolex, check. Richland, check. AECʼs, check. Columbo is in the twilight of his career and he seems to only get better. Interesting sidenote–Kyle used to ride this horse. Selena is on a roll, keep it going girlfriend.
Steph and Port Authority–Okay, Iʼm going to come clean. When I saw the horse in the early days, out here in BC, going training I thought, Ê»what a nice young riderʼs horse that will make for Steph.ʼ Port Authority did not start to look like the freakishly good jumper he is until he was pretty much going Intermediate. Even now, he is not the natural mover you think of to get good dressage scores. Honestly, left to his own devices, “Ollie” trots like a pony. It is Stephʼs unwavering work ethic and attention to detail that has gotten her this far, and will continue to serve her well. Not to mention, Ollie shows up for work every day, and gives 110%.
Kyle and Madison Park–Kyle is old, like me. And if you ask John, well fed. We have been buddies forever, and we of course all love his fantastic wife and child. Kyle has spent his career riding many many horses. John made a comment that Phillip could ride a llama around the XC and still make time. Truthfully, Kyle can ride anything. And by anything, I mean an-y- thing. Parker is a little like Arthur, in that he is a good enough horse to win a medal, but anything can happen at any time, and you just never know. Parker hears voices, and Kyle has yet to completely get to the bottom of that horse. Kyle brings a wealth of team experience to the team. Plus, heʼll look great in the gold jog dress.
Rebecca and Riddle Master–Rebecca gave us all quite a scare this spring. It took everything I had not to squeeze her far too tight when I saw her at The Fork for the ï¬rst time after her accident. We out here in the sticks in BC are a tight group and Rebec is like family to me. She has had crap luck on more than one occasion the past few years and now itʼs finally her turn to get a red coat. I will shed a tear when I see that live in Kentucky. Go Rupert!
Jessie and Exponential–Once you get over being insanely jealous at what a great rider Jessie is at a young age, one can be truly happy for her success. Although she or her horse have not yet done a four star, have you seen him jump?!? Jessica will not disappoint.
The Canadian alternates are Diana on Manny and Ian on Napalm. Diana is a great rider, with plenty of miles to get the job done. However, Manny is a challenge to get to show jump clean, and it is tough for her to make time on him. Diana did not make the cut because the other horses are better right now. Donʼt count her out though, we will see her again. Ian is even older than I am. With that comes a wealth of experience on a variety of horses. I was not exactly sure what would happen with Ian and the team, as his horse is a great consistent jumper and his dressage has been getting better and better.
Kudos need to go to Graeme Thom, and the entire support staff, and of course to Canada’s fearless leader, David. He has had a vision for our country and what we could achieve if we just got our head in the game. Even though I am not going to WEG as a rider, I am profoundly grateful to everyone involved in our Canadian Team. It feels like a few days before Christmas, and you just canʼt STAND to wait until the big day.
Thoughts on the US team:
Phillip, Boyd, and Buck–DUH, of course. These three riders were obvious shoe-ins. Although, I bet even those boys all had a little easier time sleeping after the ofï¬cial selection was announced. There is the Ê»Reggie vs Bobbyʼ discussion, of course. It seems strange that Bobby was not named as an alternate for Buck. The selectors know more than I do, needless to say. Any event rider would be delighted to ride as well as Buck does on either of those horses.
Kim and Tippereary Liadhnan–Aside from being a nice person, Kim is a lovely rider. Clearly she has spent every waking moment since Rolex working on her show jumping. The last two outings have looked like a different horse and rider than Rolex. However, the last two outings are not the pressure cooker of the WEGs, and all that that entails. I would have put her as an individual for that reason. Iʼm not a US selector though. Sheʼs on the team and I wish her every ounce of luck and success.
Who would I have popped into Kimʼs spot? That brings us to Becky and Karen. Hmmm… Any sportʼs psychologist will tell you that consistency of performance is what we should strive for. HUH? I remember like it was yesterday the ï¬rst time that I heard that concept verbalized. I immediately thought that consistency was code for mediocrity. Not so! What happens is that the LEVEL of the performance ideally rises as time (and work and practice and experience) goes on. Thus, the level of the consistent performance gets better. We do not strive every time for the Ê»ride of a lifetimeʼ. That doesnʼt happen and it doesnʼt work. Instead, we pick away at each little facet of the performance to raise the level of the consistent performance.
Becky and Comet–Comet is spectacular (when in doubt state the obvious) and I am less concerned than some about what has happened prior to 2010 with the horseʼs records, including Comet. Like I said initially, last year and the year before brings experience, but is less reflective of consistency of current performance level. Experience brings with it the higher likelihood or performance under pressure, as that is a practiced response as well. Becky and Comet come with a boatload of experiences together.
Mandiba and Karen–First let me say, Ê»settle downʼ to the arm chair experts panicking about Karenʼs second XC fence at the AECʼs. It was a dumb-a%^ move, Karen would be the ï¬rst to tell you the same. I almost feel as a rider it is a bit of a positive to get that BS out of the way before the Games. Karen got a big wake up call (as did anyone else who had a run out, or stop or ay kind of blip at the AECʼs who is going on to the Games) That horse has been improving his dressage steadily all year (raising the consistent performance) and has had very few mistakes jumping. Karen has more experience on a variety of different horses in a variety of different team situations (aka sheʼs old…) and it is for that reason I would have had Karen on the Team.
US Alternates–Alison and Arthur will wipe the floor with just about anyone in the dressage and on a good day he could win a medal at the Games. But Arthur has been too risky recently in his performances to keep me calm as an alternate choice.
As for Amy and Leyland, my heart breaks for Amy. Itʼs bad enough when horses go lame, but when riders struggle with ʻsoundnessʼ issues, it just seems so unfair. No one would ever ask a horse to perform under the circumstances that Amy has performed under this year. I think she just did not have enough time in the saddle to satisfy the selectors that sheʼd be the wisest choice on the Team.
Not selected—
Stephen. Also a fantastic horseman and rider, on a lovely horse. Ditto the Amy sentiment of not enough time in front of the selectors, I suspect.
Will. When he was not listed as even and alternate, my response was WHAAAATTTT??? Then I read Johnʼs p.s. that his lovely Pawlow sustained a minor injury precluding him from being selected. While I am devastated for Will, it does restore my faith in the US selection process, as I thought initially that the US selectors were either blind or stupid.
Holly. Uh, fab horse see you in two years in London. Timing is everything as they say. WEGs just came a little too early for this talented pair.
About–To clear up a few things I have been asked about since I started writing for EN… The pronunciation of my name; Chelan is a place in Washington state, lake/resort town. It is a North American Indian (oh Gawd, Native?!? How un-PC…) name pronounced phonetically as Ê»shellʼ (as in sea shell) and then Ê»annʼ. For reasons unknown, many Americans like to call me Shuh-lawn. Not correct, but I have long since given up pointing it out. Ask any Canadian event rider, they can help you get it right. The other thing I get asked is Ê»what have you done?Ê» Okay, the questions are normally a little more polite. Answer: WEGs in 1994 and Olympics in 1996 for Canada. Since then, I have competed in numerous 3 and 4 stars but no team outings for a variety of reasons–no suitable horse at the right moment, suitable horse dies, suitable horse goes lame, suitable horse is sold to pay bills, etc. etc. etc. Yes, I am old, but happy to report the red coat from 1994 still ï¬ts. Enough about me, letʼs move on to what everyone is talking about–WEG selection.
Also, I have decided on an impromptu trip to the WEGs, conï¬rmed just today. I was not sure that I could bring myself to go because I am a terrible spectator. Frankly, I was still feeling a bit sorry for myself since Iʼm not riding. However, John has promised me an EN baseball hat if I come and write for EN. I have a free place to stay (THANK YOU DOROTHY CROWELL) and can fly there on points. So, God help each of the dedicated EN readers, youʼll have me to entertain/inform you during the eventing portion of the WEGs. Go eventing!
Team USA sends Eventing Nation a photo
Working Student Diary, part 3
With all the talk about the WEGs lately, it’s hard to remember that most of the eventing world has been carrying on this week with business as usual. Tonight we bring you part three of Jenny’s adventure as a working student and EN guest blogger. Jenny has ambitiously decided to spend the next year of her life as a working student for Team CEO, in Lexington, Kentucky. Jenny is two weeks into her working student experience and seems to be enjoying herself immensely, although most working students enjoy the first two weeks and the real question is how do they feel after two months! Thanks for writing this Jenny and thank you for reading.
I can’t believe it has already been two weeks since I first arrived here in Kentucky! I am having the time of my life, and I am already dreading having to leave here (even though I am several months away from that time!) Team CEO is everything it says it is– a team! Everyone is incredibly welcoming, and I already feel like family. In the past two weeks I have been familiarizing myself with all 47 horses, the wonderful clients, and all of the farm routines. Megan also found me a friend (another working student…yay!) named Andrea, and the three of us spend every day together riding and doing barn chores.
Airlift Belgium
Chef d’équipe : Mathieu Beerts
Lara De Liedekerke/Nooney Blue
Karin Donckers/Gazelle de la Brasserie
Sarah Van Hasselt/Artic Fox Too
Constantin Van Rijckevorsel/Our vintage
Word is that Karin Donckers broke her arm last week, so we will have to see how that influenced her WEG status. Also, I’m really disappointed that Carl Bouckaert will not be representing Belgium at the WEGs. Due to the high costs, Belgium will not be sending vaulting or driving teams despite the fact that the country has a rich heritage in both sports.
5 points for the ‘Redeem Team’
Canadian WEG jog outfits
The oldest horse at the WEGs
Katrin Norling and Pandora Emm
Niklas Lindbäck and Mister Pooh
Niklas Jonsson and First Lady
Malin Larsson with Piccadilly Z
The 6th pair will be either Viktoria Carlerbäck with Ballys Geronimo or Dag Albert and Tubber Rebel, who is already an EN celebrity. Go eventing.
Steph Rhodes-Bosch Road to the WEGs, Chapter 5
Chapter 1, Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4
On Wednesday, we will each have a light dressage day with Captain Canada to get the week started… I think all of us are of the same mind that it is our job to get as much as possible out of ourselves and our horses in the dressage to start the competition out right.
All I can really say is that I’m taking today to just be super excited about being in this position….the game face can wait until tomorrow!!!
~Steph
Meet Team USA





USA’s Team
Phillip and Woodburn
Buck and Ballynoecastle RM
Boyd and Neville
Kim and Tipperary Liadhnan
Individuals:
Karen and Mandiba
Becky and Comet
Alternates:
Truluck
Remington
Leyland
Arthur
Spread the word and go USA!
COTH looks at team selection
Thoughts on Canada’s Team
Selena O’Hanlon and Colombo
Steph Rhodes-Bosch and Port Authority
Rebecca Howard and Riddle Master
Kyle Carter and Madison Park
Jessica Phoenix and Exponential
Hawley Bennet-Awad and Gin & Juice
(2) Speaking of men, where are they? With five ladies and one guy, Team Canada has the highest proportion of ladies that I have ever seen on an international squad, although Kyle might count for two guys or at least one and a half. I have written before that I think lady eventers are particularly tough and the lady Canucks are no exception.