Friday night and winds of 61mph whistled through the town. At 3am the house roof felt like it was lifting, but come daylight and looking round we'd been lucky. Funny how a few years ago now when I'd first started riding the first sign of a windy day and I'd be worried. Sat morning and acknowledging the weather all I could think of was 'keep calm and carry on'. Things are changing in my mindset. No phone call from the school so riding was on.
At the stables I found I'd be on Rocco. DJ was his nosey self as we walked out. He's a character since he arrived at the stables and a bit of a live wire. He likes to know what's going on and whether you've got food on you. With all the rain we've had part of the indoor school is unusuable and mounting up has to take place indoors as well. After the past few weeks I've got the hang of sorting out Rocco's tack without him trying to nip me. He now stands calm and collected, with the exception of he had to turn around at first in the school. He still doesn't like looking at his own shadow, lol.