A Lucky Escape

So Rupert jumped for the first time since we went out with the Meynell, and our first lesson in what seemed like ages due to the awful weather and uni commitments.

We had 3 poles lined out on the centre line, but they were all on alternating angles. We started by trotting straight down the line, then by turning to create an almost-serepentine. No problem there for Rupert. Popped them into tiny fences and no problems, apart from him being a bit too keen. We put them up again so they were about 95cm/1m tall. Not the tidiest through the first time, but all the poles were still left up.

Then we noticed that one of the horses was half through the fencing with his legs either side. We called for him to be freed, so Rupert stood still and walked around for a few minutes. Upon said horse being freed, I got Rupert’s attention back and went to pop the fences as a mini course. Well, a 3 minute break was not okay in Rupert’s book. He started running out, dragging me into fences and bombing off after the fence.

Finally settled him down and went to jump down the centre line, meaning all 3 of the fences were on angles. First time through was rather awkward as I had to trot in to it most of the way as cantering would have ended up quite out of control! However, this meant the striding was a bit difficult and he had to use his brain, but he left all the fences up.

The next time around, Rupert got overly confident and was a bit keen to the first fence.


This left his little brain struggling to decide whether to go long or pop a little stride in. This resulted in a very awkward jump which unbalanced us both and me losing my stirrups.

Rupert then very kindly decided to run out at the last second and bolt off. Not the most ideal situation to be in and came very, very close to hitting the deck!almost fallingoff

I really struggled to settle him down again, meaning I was left complaining about how empty my bank account is thanks to him and he couldn’t even bring himself to pop a little 90cm fence sensibly!

Taking whatever positive I could get from that lesson: his trot is looking rather fabulous!


Fingers crossed he’ll school better this evening, otherwise he’ll be in a lot of trouble!

Charlotte x



Back doing what we love

We had planned to go out with the Quorn on Tuesday 27th, but it turned out I have a presentation to do at uni so I couldn’t really miss it (boo!). I was upset that we couldn’t go as Rupert and I both love going out hunting, and I’m limited to when I can go out as, although I have a trailer, I don’t have a license to tow so I’m always relying when somebody else is available to take us.

After Rupert had jumped so well in our last session at home, Haylie told me that our yard owners and herself were going out with the Meynell on Thursday 22nd, and that Haylie could take Rupert and Benji (Haylie’s ride for the day) in my trailer. I jumped at the chance as Rupert loves hunting and I enjoy taking him out somewhere new so he gets to do different things. I did tell Haylie I’d only go on one condition though: she plaited Rupert for me! Plaiting is really not my forte and I’d rather not embarrass my horse with a poor hair do!


Looking smart

Rupert was bathed and plaited the night before (surprisingly his plaits stayed in!) whilst I ran around like a headless chicken trying to find all of the items I needed, from his brown numnah (his Le Mieux peacock saddlecloth would definitely be frowned upon) to his gag (an absolute essential if I wanted to have any form of brakes!). I spent a while tack cleaning, although Mum wasn’t happy I took it home to clean as it was too cold to stay up at the yard cleaning it all! Of course, the hipflask was filled up- another essential.


Ready to travel

We arrived at the yard and it was a mad rush as I put on my saddle, then a struggle to get on as Rupert had ants in his pants and found standing still far too difficult. After I’d finally got on Rupert, we were straight off down the road to get to the meet. I was offered a glass of port (it would have been rude to say no!) as nibbles were passed around and we were all chatting. This was only Rupert and I’s second time out hunting, with our first time being on Valentine’s Day in 2017 with the Quorn! However, I was much more relaxed this time as I had a rough idea what was going on.

We set off and Rupert and Benji were loving it. Benji is Rupert’s field mate and, although he may have hunted in Ireland, it was his first time for definite that we knew of. He was shaking with excitement, so we guessed he had been before!



Rupert and Benji quickly demonstrated that we were going to have very limited brakes the entire day! But it was lovely to know they were so enthusiastic and loving it. There was a very dedicated (or insane?!) man running alongside us as his young daughter was out in the other group, and he took some photos while we were out.


Jumping back the other way with one less rail!

We had galloped lots, jumped lots and drank lots- a pretty enjoyable day for us!

Charlotte x

Rupert’s mojo returns

So I persuaded the boyfriend to come down to the yard with me one afternoon last weekend to help me do some polework with Rupert, as it’s a lot easier to have a pair of hands on the ground! I very quickly decided that I may put up a tiny crosspole or two to make it a bit more interesting for Rupert and I.

After warming up, the polework turned into a small double with both fences only being about 50cm crosspoles. I have been trialling Rupert in a grackle for jumping as he likes to open his mouth to evade the bit when he decides he knows best! He had his grackle on, but I left him in his snaffle as I thought the fences were only small so it wouldn’t be too exciting for Rupert.


After having no control into the first fence, through the double and after Rupert tanking off after the last fence, I swiftly complained that I needed a gag instead of a snaffle! However, I decided to risk it and kept him in a snaffle to save the faff of swapping his bit over whilst he was already tacked up (another bad choice!).

Despite Rupert feeling very strong, he felt very enthusiastic and never gave the impression that he was going to stop or run out, which he is rather fond of doing, so lots of brownie points for Rupert! Since he was jumping so confidently, I decided to put the fences up a bit.


Making light work of 1.20m, so speedy the camera couldn’t catch him!

Long story short, we ended up jumping 1.20m, which I was very happy with since Rupert hasn’t jumped that height in a long time due to him being so naughty jumping. Even better, he chose to save us when he took off early at the first part of the double, meaning we were even further away from the 1.20m fence and he put the extra effort in to get us over it, when he normally would have ducked out of it. He definitely loved his jumping that day; he loved it so much that we didn’t realise the fence was 1.20m until we got off and measured as he didn’t feel like he even had to try!

Lots of cuddles and treats for Rupert after that session; I’m really hoping it continues!

Charlotte x

The Ginger Missile Returns

After having 3 weeks off jumping (mainly due to my exams), the ‘Ginger Missile’ has returned.

As I was warming up, my instructor, Emma, asked me what I wanted to work on this week. Rupert prefers to get very close to fences, so I said I wanted to focus on getting more control so that I could choose the take-off point, instead of Rupert deciding race to the fence then bury himself under the jump!

We started with two sets of canter poles on either side of the arena- one lot was set up for a short, collected canter and the other was for a larger canter. Rupert usually struggles with the longer horse strides as he’s only short at 15.1hh, but not this time. Rupert was very lively, to say that we were only doing some poles on the ground. This meant that the longer set of poles were incredibly easy for him as he raced at them, and the shorter set were almost impossible!

Eventually, Rupert listened enough to go through the shorter set, but it wasn’t a pretty sight! Initially, I was planning on doing a grid that encouraged Rupert to stretch and take off further away, but I’d be giving myself a death wish if I did that exercise with the mood he was in.

Instead, we did a shorter grid with lots of placing poles to make him sit up and back and listen to me and think about where he was putting his feet, instead of galloping towards a fence.

This resulted in Rupert really using himself, and me struggling to sit to his jump, particularly when he was so tidy with his back-end for once! The fence in the photo below is only approx. 3 foot, but the short stride length really made him use himself throughout the grid at this height.

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Popping 3ft through a grid

I really finished the lesson beaming, with Rupert not running out or feeling like he wanted to run out once. It was nice to be able to trust him to take me over a fence for once, as I’m always ready and waiting for a run out now!

Charlotte x

Rupert’s Christmas

When people ask me what I’d like for Christmas, I always think of what Rupert would like for Christmas. This time, as well as a lot of carrots, Rupert kindly asked for a Le Mieux Peacock ProSport CC Numnah (he had his eye on it for a while and thought it was time to update his wardrobe!), a new headcollar and a rug to keep him toasty over winter after his new hair do.



Rupert all clipped out

Rupert looked lovely and shiny, and then he had his brand new rug put on to keep him toasty and clean.

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Rupert modelling his new heavyweight turnout rug

Needless to say, the rug did not stay clean for more than 0.2 seconds. And neither did Rupert.

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A muddy Rupert even on a frosty morning

As Rupert had a last-minute clip before Christmas (thank you, Haylie!), we booked Tanglewood Arena to go jumping on 27th December and meet a friend from our old yard there. The morning of the 27th, I woke up and started getting ready for my friend and the arena to report inches of snow, despite me seeing green fields!

We re-scheduled for New Year’s Eve, which luckily gave me some time to ride Rupert and get rid of some energy after him having a few days off over Christmas. I was very excited as it finally gave me an excuse to use my new saddlecloth that I’ve fallen in love with!


Modelling his Le Mieux Peacock saddle cloth and head collar

I popped the warm up fence and immediately dismounted. In my previous few jumping lessons, despite being strong, Rupert worked nicely in a snaffle. When out jumping though, it was a different story! I swapped his bit and, although he was very strong, I had a tad bit more control. I was very pleased with him since he didn’t look at any of the jump wings or fillers, and he only ran out once. We kept the fences small as I wanted to focus on jumping the course in a calm and controlled manner and have a positive session, rather than putting the fences up and inviting him to run out. The main highlight of our session was that he actually started letting me adjust him a bit more. It was a struggle to get him to sit back, collect his canter and wait but when he did listen, the jump was lovely, on the right stride and the pole stayed up.


Baby fences at Tanglewood Arena

Hope you all and your horses had a lovely Christmas!

Charlotte x

What I’ve Learned at Uni so far

Besides the typical uni life lessons such as ‘vegetables are actually quite important’ and ‘3 for £6 jagerbombs are killers’, I’ve also learned that polo is brilliant fun.

I signed myself up for a polo taster session so off I went on Wednesday afternoon walking through campus in my jodhpurs, boots and chaps with no idea how to find the place we were meeting at. Luckily, I met another girl on the way who was going to polo (not sure whether it was just a lucky guess or the breeches that gave her away!) and we got chatting about horses, unsurprisingly.

When we all met, we piled into two cars and our poor driver, Tom, got the task of answering our questions. And there were a lot.
Most of the girls had tried polocrosse before with The Pony Club but nobody had actually done polo before. Turns out there are quite a lot of rules too. Either way, we were all there to have some fun and try out a new sport.


My polo pony for the session

My pony was lovely, but definitely wanted to get going as she was fidgeting while we were learning how to hold our reins, where to hold them and how to hold and swing the mallet!

We started by wandering around the arena practising getting out of the saddle to give us a good stroke to hit the ball well and just getting used to turning purely by moving our hands and applying some leg if we really wanted them to whip around. This resulted in lots of giggles and “sorry” being shouted many times as balls went flying here, there and everywhere!


As we all got more confident, we picked up the pace and started a little game to finish our taster session. It was very competitive and also messy, but I managed to score the first goal, meaning our team won.

Watch out Rupert- we might have to be trying polo and horseball soon!

Charlotte x

Did the Red Bull work?

I was up at 5am this morning to get Rupert ready to go on a show jumping outing before coming into the shop this morning! We went out to Tanglewood Farm, a completely new venue for both of us. Our first time going out since mid-August on our hound exercise, and I couldn’t even tell you the last time we jumped a full course (maybe when I went to Willoughby?!). So I was fully expecting the ginger missile to be unleashed.

I was wrong. Kind of.

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The jump wings were so cool! I loved the Red Bull double, although Rupert didn’t!

To start with, I just had a little course of about 70cm up as I was expecting real problems with there being fillers under every fence and strange jump wings. Instead, Rupert was an angel. He barely looked at the fillers- a little bit of extra leg and he asked no questions. He was nice and steady (hallelujah!!!) the entire way around the course. Cue a very proud mum!

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Orange fence for an orange horse! Our little course

The issues arose when we put the course up to around 1m. He started to bury himself under the fences (as he always does) which gave us some very dodgy strides and some awkward moments when I tried to ask him to take off in a ‘normal’ place. However, he was very honest and still jumped most of the fences, even if it wasn’t very fashionable!

He had no trouble with the wide 1m spread ‘stable’ fence- who said cobs can’t jump?!

We went with friends from the yard; one who took Rupert and I in her lorry along with her horse and another who kindly came as jump steward/instructor. Rupert and I took another break while our friend was jumping the course. After having a couple of run outs when we went round the course the previous time (my fault for not having enough leg and control of his wayward shoulders), I wanted to pop through some of the doubles nicely before we left.

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Rupert decided he didn’t want Red Bull to give him wings!

Rupert decided this was not going to happen. He started running out and stopping at the fences before jumping from a stand-still, just because he was feeling naughty and tired. In the end, I settled for going over the fences I asked and called it a day.green upright.jpg

So, today I’ve learned I must be doing something right as, previously, he would have never gone over all of those fillers, especially not first time with no questions asked. Rupert has also reminded me of how honest he can actually be- he definitely saved me a few times today! I know Rupert has the ability to jump a 1m course easily but there were issues today, which I’ve pinpointed to mainly a lack of control over his shoulders which allows him to run out and drift as well as striding, meaning I need to have a more adjustable canter.

Plenty of positives to take back from today, but lots too work on too!

Charlotte x

P.S. The Red Bull worked for Rupert. It clearly didn’t give me wings as I got out-jumped!

Dare I say I might want to try dressage?!

So I decided on Monday night I was going to jump Rupert in a new bit (a Neue Schule Elevator) that my instructor let me borrow and pop over the little barriers that Rupert had an issue with in his lesson last Wednesday.  He’s not scared of them as he’s jumped them several times before and they’re only about 60cm maximum- he’s just choosing to be a pain in the bum.

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Long story short, he was a real pain in the bum to jump.  However, he’s shown me (whilst I was trying to jump) that he can move beautifully with a rider on his back, so I’m definitely going to start pushing for more on the flat!

Excuse my position as he was being rather strong and pulling me arms off as he was quite forward!  But he can be fancy when he wants to be apparently!

If I can get some movement like this during our flatwork sessions, I may be willing to try some dressage…

Charlotte x

3 Year Anniversary with the Love Of My Life

23/08/14 – 23/08/17

I have officially owned Rupert for 3 years and wow, we’ve had a bit of a journey.

First, I started off riding for a lady who needed help exercising all of her horses. We knew she always planned to sell Rupert, so I promised myself I wouldn’t get attached (hahaha clearly that went well!). The first time I met him, he ran to the back of the stable and kindly did a dropping in his water bucket. The first time I got on him, I was on his back for all of 10 seconds before he threw me off. So, we were off to a great start!

A few months went by and when I got back from my holiday in America, I was met  by one of my friends at the yard running to me to tell me Rupert was at Irish Farm, where I was already riding another horse. I offered to look after and ride Rupert as I was already at the yard every day in the summer holidays, and I was allowed to take part in the yard Pony Camp. I was just about to tack up ready for the handy pony when I walked round to his stable to see this:


The moment I found out Rupert was officially mine

Safe to say I cried!!


Rupert and I attempting flatwork

A few months into owning Rupert, he became very ill to the point I wasn’t sure he was going to make it. With symptoms that suggested colic, azoturia and atypical myopathy, we never found out what was wrong with him. After a long period of time off and ages bringing him back into work, I finally had my happy, healthy Rupert back.  20840566_1539687146092386_1170964404_n

After having not ridden for so long, I forgot what a pain he was! He would refuse to jump the tiniest cross pole after he’d already jumped it twice that day, tank off in the school and bolt in the field and about run himself into hedges. I tried every bit going from a Waterford to a Pelham and double reins, but nothing gave me any more help.


A happy Rupert loving life

Fast forward past a few more months off due to an issue with the muscle in his shoulder and lots of hard work, Rupert had been to cross country schooling, a dressage competition at Vale View, some show jumping at Weston Lawns unaffiliated, started hacking out on his own, moved yards and has also been out on a Tuesday with the Quorn Hunt and just recently, a hound exercise around Prestwold Estate. And most of the time, he’s in a snaffle!


Rupert’s first (and only!) time on a cross country course

Hopefully lots more fun to come for Rupert and I!

Charlotte x

Rupert’s Ride Report

As part of our Prestwold Hall preparation, Rupert definitely needed a bath as I couldn’t remember the last time he had one. Plus, it was his first time going out in a while so I had to make a bit of an effort! Due to being at work during the day on Wednesday, and the ride being on Wednesday evening, I had to bath him on Tuesday night (risky I know, but at least he’s chestnut not grey!).

Went down to check on Rupert on Wednesday morning holding my breath but he was still clean thanks to his lightweight rug and just a bit of dried mud on his neck and legs (thankfully his one white sock was still sparkling!)

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Rupert all clean after his bath with a very white sock

Raced home from work to put on my jodhpurs and shirt, then trackie bottoms and a hoodie to keep me clean. Bad choice as it was rather warm, but better than having chestnut hairs and green slobber all down my beige jodhpurs. Having cleaned all my tack on Tuesday night and swapped from a snaffle to a gag (an absolutely essential piece of life saving kit!), everything was ready to go in the lorry.

Rupert loaded into the lorry perfectly, considering the last time he’s been in a lorry was 3 years ago before I had him, and I don’t know whether he’s ever travelled in a lorry with a horse either side of him. Regardless, a well behaved pony so far.

Tacked up and put on my hacking jacket (which a lady from my yard very kindly let me borrow as I only have black jackets currently), we went to find the most important place on site: the food van. Definitely needed to pay a visit there after the ride!

Rupert's Ride Report from Prestwold Hall

Pretty in Pink

Walking into an open field where we all met, Rupert was as chilled as ever, just decided he was going to call to any horse he thought might be his friend. More brownie points for Rupert for standing still in a field with lots of other horses like he goes out every week and it was no big deal.

Rupert's Ride Report from Prestwold Hall

When we set off, Rupert woke up as he started to realise what was going on. On the first gallop, Rupert kept up and over took some of the Thoroughbreds. This resulted in me smiling and shouting at him “you’re supposed to be a fat cob!!”. After that gallop, it was decided that Rupert definitely needed a flash or a grackle as we only stopped because of another horse’s bottom, not because I had control in his Cheltenham gag! Bit too late to do anything about tack issues in the middle of a field.

Popped the fences very nicely and although he was strong the whole day, he did settle down to the point I had some form of control. Overall, we had a lovely ride and Rupert definitely enjoyed it!

Rupert's Ride Report from Prestwold Hall

Sweaty Rupert having a sponge down after the ride

Charlotte x