More cold rain today, little sign of spring at present and a long and foggy drive to Hexham yesterday where we did not enjoy one of our best days though I will certainly never forget it; Northern Acres travelled into the race nicely 4f out but quickly ran out of petrol failing to stay the 3m on such testing ground. The fog had descended again by the time the second division of the bumper was run and visibility was virtually nil; after being dropped in at the back as planned Clan Legend failed to emerge from the fog with the other runners as they reached the closing stages. Initially baffled my thoughts turned to helpless despair as I watched the horse ambulance trundle off into the mist, Toni then followed in a car and I stood on the course for what seemed like an eternity waiting for some news of a horse particularly close to my heart. I didn’t know what to think when the ambulance and Toni reappeared only to say they had been unable to find horse or rider, luckily a few seconds after that they were spotted in the distant gloom jogging down the outside of the course; Lucy not best pleased that her saddle had slipped and that nobody had arrived to assist her with a very fresh and strong horse; with every sort of awful thought having gone through my mind I was simply delighted that we had a horse for another day, never will I drive home so happy after two “PU”s!
Plenty of work here today on the all-weather and grass, especially for next week’s intended runners and also schooling for Humphrey Bee, Clan Chief, Ceilidh and Bracing – all going well thankfully, a quieter few days now until the p2p at Tranwell on Sunday then Kelso on Monday and Carlisle on Tuesday, I am reluctantly forsaking my annual pilgrimage to Aintree this year in order to concentrate on things here, we seem to be busier than ever which is good news (I suppose).