Fifteen year old Emma Morgan and her her family moved to the little island off the coast of England when she was five years old, and her little sister was born the year after. When Emma was 9, her father died in a horse riding accident but she'd con...
I wear a short sleeved pink shirt with two hearts on it and pink jodhpurs with pink crystal heart jewellery as I lead Raven to the sandy arena.
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I pause by the fence when I see my little sister cantering Merlin through the jumps, the Puissance Wall set up as well.
Merlin leaps cleanly over most jumps, though his landing was a bit sloppy after the second last jump.
"Keep that leg on him, Amber! You're loosing energy. Gather Merlin up," Marcus instructs. Amber does just that. Her next landing over a low vertical was smoother, and I smile.
I was a bit nervous as Amber steers Merlin towards the wall, but she keeps her pink gloved hands steady. Merlin has a pink saddle cloth on under his English saddle.
At the exact right moment, Merlin leaps up and soars right above the wall. He lands and smoothly takes off in a canter with a grinning Amber.
"Whoo!" I cheer while clapping. Amber canters Merlin over to me as Marcus hogs up to us, also smiling.
"Did see that?! I jumped the wall again!" Amber says happily, patting her gelding as he snorts.
"Not bad. Your landing was perfect," I say.
"Great job, Amber. We'll keep practicing the wall next time. Just remember when you start to feel Merlin lose energy, keep your leg on him."
Amber nods as she says, "I will. Thanks, Marcus. Emma, can I take Merlin on the trails?"
