So this weekend was two days of action packed excitement... Especially after less than a week to recuperate from the championships disaster of 2012 (a episode that shall go down into history, I'm sure).
So to lay down a quick timeline for everyone, I arrived home on monday night. Courtney came up to teach a clinic on Friday afternoon, Mom arrived with Delight in tow Friday morning (ish). Clinic/lessons all day Saturday, then both Courtney and mom left on Sunday morning.
And I took a nap.
The good news is that for my first time organizing a clinic, it went off without much of a hitch... Sure there were last minute changes, and next time we might have to do a Clinician Dinner afterwards so that everyone can chat with Courtney, but I'm going to call it a success. Yay.
I know that my two lessons on Delight and Tilly were eye opening. It's been, oh, a year since my last lessons with Courtney and in that time, I've attended one clinic. This is the downside to living in such an isolated place. But i have another two rides with Courtney in two weeks, so I'm excited.
Now on to the sad news.
London headed south with mom on Sunday. We all knew it was going to happen (well, except for RC), but it was still sad to watch him slowly disappear into the distance. RC spent the better part of Sunday scouring the pasture calling for London... Just in case he was lost. When I brought RC in for dinner, he was very concerned that London wasn't already waiting for dinner in his stall. Poor guy lost his best friend.
Today, RC is less concerned, only emitting the occasional whinny for London and trailing the mares at a respectful distance when turned out. He's slowly forgetting London.... But there was a tough day or two out at the farm.