I did post this back at the time I was searching for my Dolly - this was one of the less successful viewings - sorry to those of you who read it back then.:happy:
Saw an advert yesterday for a light cob gelding 15.1, 7 years, bombproof would suit a nervous rider or a beginner. Well I am very nervous and have been riding for most of my sixty years but am actually a totally crap rider so that equals skills of a beginner then doesnt it? And at only E1,000 it HAS to be worth the journey of 2 hours out to the coast to see this little gem doesnt it?
Well - did a bit of research and seems this owner is a dealer with a passable reputation, but usually deals in young sport horses not this sort he is advertising. Had a chat with him on
the phone and he assured me this gelding was meant for me - quiet, confidence giver, great with ANY traffic, not much of a jumper (no probs- nor am I) - but loves XC(really? the only XC he'll do with me is up our muddly lane to the grazingfields)
Nothing but nothing spooks this dead head.
Forecast is clear and sunny so this morning of we go - OH mildly protesting - me shushing him with the promise of a lovely seafood meal when we get to the coast.
Half an hour into the journey the sky looms dark and foreboding ahead of us, a single magpie flys past the windsreen - time to turn for home....mmm....might as well carry on. Last hour and a half is driving on motorways (yes we do have them over here too you know!) in torrential hail storms with every european juggernaut on hells earth thundering down on top of us at a zillion miles an hour! OH's complexion is looking a rather attractive shade of puce and I can see a little vein throbbing in his temple - God I hope he remembered to take his pills before we left?Can you tell we dont come up from the country too often.
Despite horrendous conditions we are actually an hour early - so we head of for the harbour and lo and behold - a super little seafood restaurant appeared. After a VERY nice meal and a very strong coffee I rang the seller for final directions for the last couple of miles. Seems he is not at his yard but is on his way from fetching my potential new neddy from an outlying farm. So we drove on up to his place to wait for him.
Now I am not one to judge anyones horses by the state of their yard - many a good horse has come out of the back of a scrapdealers scruffy old yard haven't they? Managed to lift the rusty old gate up and swing it open while several very sorry looking horses stared mounrfully over the fence at me, up to their knees in ****e and mud, dripping wet in stable rugs clinging to their shivering bodies! OMG - poor horses. Drove into the yard - well - Steptoe had OCD compared with this place - so much junk littered about everywhere you could barely find a spot to park, old wheelbarrows, steaming muck heaps in random spots, bits of rusting iron covered in brambles etc. etc. You get the picture.
Hopped out to check the horses out that were fortunate enough to be in their stables, but actually they weren't that fortunate - just they were dry and the ones outside were wet.
In comes dealer man, neddy stomping about a bit whilst he squeezed into a little spot to unload., Opened the box, explaining to me that said horse hadnt demolished the partition - it was already like that. So hes travelled this horse with the partition half busted, half across the horses back flapping backwards and forwards onto the horse. Hmmm..I see. .
So - he took him into the stable, quite a nice black almost cob type,but rather thin to say the least, went to check his teeth with dealer hastily assuring me he is 7 and trying to pull the horses head away from me. Actually he was 5 - rising 6 - but there you go - just a little lie wasnt it - might still be a good 'un?
Then tacked him up and asked me where I wanted to ride him. Well actually I want YOU or somebody else to ride him. NO, no Missus - you must see if he suits you. Yes I will, if when I see YOU ride him he still appears to be what I am looking for? (Got caught like that many, many years ago, leapt straight on a possible new horse and landed straight in A&E - wont be doing that little number again will i?)
With much muttering and dithering he got on, urged the rather reluctant horse through the littered yard and completely by passed the sand school (how very odd!!!) and walked the horse 40 metres up the driveway towards the road, turned and walked him back to me. Said Id rather like to see him actually go right up the driveway to stand him by the passing traffic.
Dealer refused, said he would take me across a small field to a track so I could see him 'go' and THEN he would ride him up to the roadside. OK - fine by me. Track was 100 metres of deep mud and water with a 10 metre stretch that allowed a VERY short trot. For a horse that loves his XC he didnt half give those puddles a wide berth! Then we proceed back up to the roadside, horsey still trying to avoid every puddle, dealer patted him on the bum in a very John Waynish nonchalent way, obviously to show me what a steady old neddy this was, steddy old neddy bucked and shot
forward! Got to the road, Ok when cars went by, white knuckles by dealer and popping eyes from horse when anything bigger went past.
Then asked me was I going to try him - said Id rather like to see him in the sand school first. Why? Because I want to stand back and see how he goes. Do you have an arena at home? No I replied. Then why do you want to see him ridden in the arena if you wont ever ride him in one? By now I could feel a migrane coming on but decided to persevere, afterall we had driven for 2 hours through artic conditions - I was damnded sure he WAS going to show me him ridden in the arena. But frankly, the grouchy old so and so did look a little nervous - so assured him that as it was rather wet and heavy going a bit of walk and trot would do for now.
In he went, walked half a loop, trotted quarter of the longside came over and asked me if I wanted him! Ignored this and asked him why he only had back shoes on. Cos the fronts fell off he said. Very odd that, perfectly trimmed fronts, not an old nail hole to be seen and brand new pair on the back. Then he changed that story and said he just puts backs on for when they do road work???? Another new one on me - have had fronts only on sometimes, but whatever you say.....
By now cobby has done, in total since we arrived, all of 10 minutes work mostly in walk and he is huffing and puffing like a steam engine (nearly got my inhaler out to give the poor horse)- commented that he didnt seem very fit. He explained that he hasnt been riddden for 3 weeks!! JJ has been ridden once in 6 weeks and if he puffed that badly Id be getting him on Ventapulmin
Said that actually was a bit worrying for a young horse and he said what do you expect for E1,000 - well I expect to find the horse you described to me dont I? Not something that has got broken wind already? Asked me if I was accusing him of trying to sell me a dud horse. Denied it emphatically (cor what a naughty old liar I am) just said that if he felt like that and I tried the horse and liked him should I assume a vetting is out of the question. WELL!!!!
VET him!!!! He wont be here by the time your vet gets here missus!!! Now DO YOU EFFING WANT HIM OR SHALL I PUT HIM IN THE EFFING STABLE!!
PUT HIM IN THE EFFING STABLE - at least hes better off in there than in the effing bog with effing dripping wet stable rugs on like the others out there!
By now my OH had already reached the jeep and had the engine running, he leapt back out grabbed me by the arm and hurriedly threw me into the jeep!!!
Thank God I now have my Dolly - dont think I could face the traumas of horse hunting again! :redcarded: