Meg says Goodbye to Florida

It seems like only yesterday when Meg and the Tater Team landed in sunny Slowcala. Alas, the winter season has come to an end, and it’s time for the snowbirds to head home. We wish Meg & company a safe trip north, and we look forward to following them through the spring. Thanks for writing, Meg, and thanks for reading!

 

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Hello long lost friends. I am sitting here in a barren apartment attached to a barren barn full of patient ponies in barren stalls awaiting their steel chariot to take them to 3 different destinations.

People have apparently been asking about what is happening down in SHE-ville  – and firstly I would like to apologize for being a bit scarce. It has been a wild few weeks here and I have had little time to sit down and write a note. Usually by the end of the increasingly long days, if I am sitting it usually means #1 there is a giant margarita requiring use of both hands , or I am too tired to remember how to speak English. Such is the rockstar life of a groom.

So what on earth have we been doing????

Ridin’ Around and Getting it.

Last week Sinead and I headed out to Wellington for a final little jaunt with Lauren Hough. We brought Taterball and BWFurlong’s Classical King. Lessons with Lauren are really starting to pay off and we are excited to finally enter the ring next weekend at Southern Pines.

A highlight of the Welly trip for myself (and Tate) was seeing an alligator. Now, normally I am pretty cool and calm, but I went into full Chinese Tourist mode. Pictures and Peace Signs in the middle of the lesson. Apparently for people residing next to canals in tropical Florida, this is an everyday occurrence. WILD.

After less than 24 hours in Welly, we headed back to Baby Sarah who was high on gummy worms and green tea pills. … and she had nearly packed up the entire barn.

Then 24 hours later, here we sit, waiting for the big rig to take our Pony Tonys. I also just found out (as I was faxing an important document to sinead who was stuck at the florida boarder…woops My Bad!) That the one and only Barbaro trained here at Winter Quarter South. That is a wicked COOOOLLLL fun fact. Cool stuff.

Alas, I have to go load up 8 more horses, and everything we own….including a dressage ring … my shipper is not the most excited man right now. I have been trying very hard to convince him that I am NOT a DQ and I promise people travel with WAY more stuff.

We are going to be at Carolina Horse Park for the week. Training sessions with CMP Monday and Tuesday. My good friend Irish Sarah is coming into town to help Coleman so I am excited. I also turn 27 on Friday, which means I am officially old. My Hip!  I found a hotel, albeit sketchy, 7 miles from the horse park (which is close for SP). Tate and Foxy are in the Intermediate for their first true outing of the season. I am so excited and nervous I will probably look more like 67 on my birthday from lack of sleep.

Sarah is doing her first “real, road-dog event”  as I like to call it. And then we have 4 other ponies also competing. So, all in all, we are a mobile barn. I suppose this is what it feels like to be Buck Davidson.

After SP2, we head to Norwood, NC to take up residence at the Fork for 2 weeks. It should be a fantastic time, and I should be able to update you all from there. As long as I don’t get shot in my 0 – star rated hotel I found outside of the horse park with not one single positive review.

I will leave you with this WellyWorld montage of Tater and Kingman. I bid you all adieu from Florida –

2012 is officially underway.

-Meg

 

Sinead schooling with Lauren Hough

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