I'm not William Fox-Pitt.
You're shocked, right? I certainly was. I mean, yeah, I'm not 18 feet tall and I have the wrong plumbing, but seriously, you spend enough time watching this guy and you get delusions that you've sucked up some of his ability through equine assisted osmosis or something.
I watched him, and listened to to the commentators, and sucked in all the amazing riding from a lot of other amazing riders at Rolex. Then I left Kentucky, came home, and I guess on some level expected to be able to catch some of that lightning (or at least a small spark! lol) in a bottle.
Nope. Sugar would tell you that I did not come home as WFP. Or anything remotely close to it.
Oh well, guess it's back to the drawing board. In the meantime, it was a great trip filled with amazing horses, superb riders, and new friends.
|Gotta aim between the bourbon barrels|
|GAWK!! It's Buck Davidson, Gamal Awad and Hawley Bennet-Awad|
|Aaack! Me with David O'Connor!!!|
|Getting a lift from Peter Atkins|