Albion, Jeffries, Kent and Masters, Solution Saddles and Harry Dabbs have all generously donated prizes, via Ruth Clark Equestrian Ltd, in support of Cumbria Horse Trials this year. We all now need to do the please-covid-allow-us-to-get-out-on-our-horses-this-summer dance!
Here at Ruth Clark Equestrian, we love all the all of the Cumbrian Horse Trials competitions - including the Maiden Marine and Grossick Photography Arena Eventing at Blackdyke (which you may remember, Heather and Marchie topped the leaderboard for most of the 2019/2020 season!) Douglas and Lucinda do a great job of organising the Cumbrian BE events at Frenchfield and Warwick Hall. And this year we get the beloved Eventer Derbies back again at Frenchfield on 9th May, 1st August and 15th August. (Classes 75, 85, 95cm.) And Warwick Hall on 6th June & 4th July. (Classes 75, 85, 95cm.) We are so proud to be associated with Douglas and Lucinda - we enjoy their company and admire their professionalism. We hope to see you at one of the competitions over the summer, where Heather is sure to be jump judging at the first fence. (She challenges you to have the presence of mind in the start box to give her a wave like Marion Vernon did every time she ran last summer!) https://cumbriahorsetrials.com https://www.grossick.co.uk/?Action=_VC&id=248853404&ppwd=kr%7C20276hfr%7C39886cbf http://www.blackdykefarm.info https://www.maiden-marine.co.uk Photo by Andrew of Grossicks.
Many of our friends and customers are tired and worn out. Indeed, the whole world seems a little sad, tired and worn out right now. To try and put a positive spin on life, at the end of every day, I religiously list three things that have either made me smile or that I should be grateful for. A perfect blue egg will be the top of my list today. Those of you who have visited us at Hard Ing recently will have met Sir Vivor. During the first lockdown, we incubated 6 eggs and only one hatched. In our ignorance we inadvertently tried to kill this sole surviving little chick. It cheeped at us for 24 hours, before we realised it was not warm enough. We lowered its heat lamp and, immediately, it went quiet and started eating. Then we realised it needed grit which we diligently supplied. Against all odds, this tiny little chick survived. Jack called it Sir Vivor. We decided Sir Vivor was lonely so we bought 3 more, five day old chicks to keep Sir Vivor company. It soon became apparent that Sir Vivor is a cockerel. He has grown into a fine specimen of a man with a big chest, shiny feathers and a strut to die for. And despite him being ridiculously noisy, we are very proud of him. He bustles around after his three girls, White Fluffy, Knuckle and Titch making Hard Ing their free-range home. Angela will tell you that they do a great impression of the Road Runner (Loony Tunes) as all four ran across the arena during her saddle fitting with Hettie yesterday. Gorgeous Hettie took it all in her stride. For six moths now we have carefully cleaned their chicken shed, given them fresh bedding, clean water, buckets-full of feed (including grit) and locked them away safely at night. With not a single egg in sight. David, Barbara’s brother, laughed at us and told us they’d be laying in a hedge somewhere. So we ‘thought like a hen’ (Jack’s idea) and went on egg hunts. We stalked the hens to see if we could work out where they were laying. Lorraine told us not to panic, that they were too young to lay. And she was right. This morning, for the first time, we found a perfect blue egg in their nesting box. It did not last long, it went in Jack’s Yorkshire pudding with his tea. Wonderful.