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No sunshine this morning....

Monday, 28 March 2011

"Footprints on the sands of time are not made by sitting down."

 - Proverb



First lot walking into the woods from Bury Hill

No sunshine this morning but there are very high, thin clouds and no wind, so it is very pleasant once again. We have been doing our normal Monday morning exercise with a nice canter up the Al Bahathri on Railway land first lot. Then, I have had two lots of two year olds up Long Hill polytrack, followed by a visit to the starting stalls, which have been re-positiond in Warren Hill copse. I will be putting all the younsgters through the Racecourse Side stalls in the next couple of weeks and starting to give them the education of jumping out at racing pace. 


A stoat runs across the Al Bahathri



Smokey Oakey (Butch) leads first lot

Miss Wendy was very disappointing at Stratford on Saturday and there is no explanation, as to why she ran so badly. I will be giving her a break for a month at Garrowby on the spring grass.


Walking home after cantering with Clarehaven Stables in the background

It was great viewing on Saturday from the meeting in Dubai and I think it was quite fitting that the Japanese took the money home. I can only hope that it is some scant consolation for what they have been going through lately. Plenty of hard luck stories on the Tapeta all-weather and I think the jockeys are starting to ride it similarly to Lingfield, where tactics is everything. At least, GB took one prize with Presvis bringing home the spoils and he thoroughly deserved it after plenty of game efforts; he was given a masterful ride by Ryan Moore who, in my opinion, is the best jockey in the world at present.


Watch Chain leads the two year old colts through the starting stalls

A mixed sporting weekend for England with the cricketers putting up a pathetic show, the football team only having to work at quarter speed to beat a very poor Welsh side and The Owls struggling to a 1-1 draw at Dagenham. It can only get better!


Spreading out on the way back


Walking home quietly through the woods at the top of Warren Hill