Ollie Enjoys Jumping

It's Dad here!

Bethany has been going horse riding for two years now. She has ridden all sorts of horses, from cheeky little Shetland ponies to giant Clydesdale horses. She goes to Pony Club (7pm-9pm) on a Tuesdays and goes to lessons (6pm-7pm) on a Wednesdays.

On a Tuesdays, she usually rides a sweet grey Connemara mare by the name of Sugar. And on the Wednesdays, she rides a speedy flaxen chestnut gelding called Ollie (or Oliver, either or) which is a cheeky chap but a amazing ride.

Bethany was lead file, as they did some jumping. Her instructor said that it was equivalent to a wall. As she jumped it, Ollie randomly stopped right in front of it. She kicked him on, and Ollie jumped it from standing still. The second time however, Bethany was ready. She kicked him on when they saw the jump, and Oliver flew over it in canter. The third and fourth time however he ran out to the right.

Bethany changed her whip to be in her right hand for the fifth and final time. Oliver jumped over it in canter again, and the fifth time was certainly the best.

Bethany untacked the pony, put his blanket on, and led him round to the barn. After she had said goodbye to the pony she was proud of, Bethany was greeted by a chubby piebald Cob, named Aladdin. She tickled his nose and in return, he licked her mouth. Bethany giggled and said Gross. She said goodbye to the Cob and we returned home after an eventful night.