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September 17, 2007

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Laura

Julian takes on the British Hunt Society. This ought to be another blog in and of itself!!

transylvanianhorseman

These idiots actually wrote to the agent to complain that not being allowed to jump the fences between fields had "spoilt their trip". They simply didn't care that the fields belong to small farmers, and contain the hay and crops of people who earn less in a month than they earn in a morning. Nor did they care too much about the horses. It's really unpleasant when adults behave as if by right like spoilt frat boys. The English really can make assholes of themselves at times.

I Gallop On

I fear I would have had those folks who rode across the hay field dismount, and then would have left them there, to find their way home on foot. And that's why I would most likely be a miserable failure in the wrangler business. :-)

Manners seem on the decline all the way around, unfortunately. I have a friend who was the president of the local chapter of the Back Country Horsemen for some time. From what she said, her group stressed very heavily the manners and etiquette along with the idea of being a good equestrian ambassador when you are out riding your horse in the wilderness. After all, it's not just a given, at least here in the U.S., that horses will always be allowed in the National Forests. Get enough hikers with a bad experience with horsepeople on the trail, and they could very well start writing letters to the powers that be to bar us from using public land with our horses.

Kimberly

Anne

This is such a sad commentary on manners in general. Where is gratitude that you are able to travel to a foreign country and ride, while others are struggling to grow potatoes?

Riders everywhere need to be extra nice to landowners. We are welcome in fewer and fewer places. You keep it up, Julian!

I can only hope the riders were teenagers and that they will grow up and appreciate what they have and what your wife told them.

transylvanianhorseman

Kimberly, you are so right about the need for good manners. It seems to me that the problem riders are people new to the countryside, who see outdoors as a leisure landscape focused on them. Same with problem bicyclists and hikers. Town people, mostly.

Anne, fortunately, most riders are better. However some people are too privileged to realise how others live, and on how little. Sadly, that group were adults in their 30's, the sort who had made money in the city and thought that made them better than the rest of us. Having gone back to the agent who booked the whole thing, attacking my staff and I in quite unjust ways, the leader of the group has contacted me via another agent asking for horses for a filming contract! Of course the new agent received a useful briefing on his new client! He can ride a bicycle in his film.

Diane is my guide, incidentally. Danielle is my partner. The two names are easily confused, I know. Had it been Danielle up on the trail, I think that the riders really might have come home on foot. One doesn't mess lightly with a New Yorker.

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