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Post by Super <3 on Jun 12, 2011 9:47:15 GMT -5
The crowd went silent as they waited for Maci to do her course. Dean would follow after.  1: 3' 2: 3'6" 3: 3'3" 4: 3'9" 5: 3'3" 6: 4' 7: 3'9" 8: 4' this is your course, have fun and good luck! |
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Post by samini on Jun 13, 2011 12:56:41 GMT -5
Magnet snorted as maci squeezed her into a walk. When then were in the arena macie pushed Magnet intoa trot followed by a canter. They circle in front of the judges, as they were finishing their circle Magnet knew that she was going to jump so she bucked. Maci lost her balance but managed to stay on. Maci turned Magnet up to the first fence. Magnet spead up but cleared the jump perfectly. Maci got her under control again and they turned up the the second jump. As soon as magnet saw the jump she bucked again but maci sat it much better. Magnet left the ground a bit late and clipped the top pole but managed to clear it. Magnet took four strides before leaving the ground again. Their first perfect jump! They turned up to the fourth jump again they clipped the pole but it managed to stay up. Magnet saw the 3'3" spread and she became very exited so yet again, another buck, they cleared it. Number 6 and 7 went with ease. Maci turned Magnet up to the last 2 fences. number 8 the 4' spread coming first. Magnet jumped HUGE and cleared it. Maci was so happy but when numberr 9 came she lost her balance a bit but managed to stay on. They cleared the jump. Magnet through a huge buck. Maci flung her arm up and punched the air. She was so please "Good girl," she said patting magnet.
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Post by Super <3 on Jun 26, 2011 10:49:03 GMT -5
Dean smiled at Maci as he walked into the ring passing her. His grin grew when his name was called out from the speaker and Mocha Cappuccino was also announced. "Come on girl." His spoke through his teeth as he asked for a trot to begin his hunter circle. When they were halfway through, he asked for a nice and collected canter. Rocking lightly in the saddle, he faced his first fence. The jump was a total of 3 feet tall and he smiled, easy. Mocha kept her eyes on the jump and found an easy spot to take it from. Landing, Dean stayed nicely in the saddle and turned her at the second jump. It was half a foot bigger but was no problem for the mare. Dean pushed himself into two-point over it and Mocha kept her ears perked for instruction. The next three fences were taken in a nice position. They now were headed towards the sixth jump which loomed a good 4 feet and was one of the two largest jumps. Mocha grunted in place of a tired whinny and found a spot to take it perfectly. Dean made sure to keep his eyes up as not to loose his balance while landing. Now they were in a solid line that would take them to the next jump. Mocha misjudged it and took it as more of a 4 foot jump but they managed to clear it and Dean stayed in position. The last jump now stared at them from over an oxer. Mocha. Loved. Oxers. With a laugh, they started at it and Mocha lifted her legs, clearing it easily. They cantered to the last fence and with leg at the base, launched over it and finished by making their last hunter circle. Asking for a trot then walk, they left the ring and Dean called out, "Woo hoo!!" Dismounting, he latched around Mocha and whispered, "You are the best!"
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