Galloping. And dancing and prancing across the Gulf…
Choppy seas…
Troubled waters not much more than a short hop and skip away across sky and sand and water…
Distant shadows on hazy horizons. Sanction busting tankers or fair trade ? Looming shapes as Navys and their aircraft carriers posture and position and pontificate. Tides are turning hither and thither…
Here on dry land, the first time that “extraction plans” have crept into drinks and dinner conversations. Strange times…
Thankfully, the horse is a mighty fine distraction. Without the horse, there are several seas that I would never have crossed and lands seen. Have Horse, Will travel…
Wild dances have been had on several international stages. Bahrain a recent addition to the international equine journey. “Hello, is that George Baker ? I’m calling from the offices of Shaikh Salman Al bin Khalifa in Bahrain…..”
“Yeah, right” is what I thought. But thankfully did not say. And a telephone conversation that has changed a few lives and that set a mad adventure in motion…
To the track this morning…
Our white horse GORDON GREY bouncing off the turf. Mid February for him…
DESERT COP (Champion Jockey Ebrahim Nader up) breezing with ANOTHER BAAR, last time out Series winner. Benoit on him…
MAX MAYHEM in good order under Harriet…
Benoit all smiles after giving NESTHORN a little squeeze up the straight…
At some point, I “borrowed” a lovely cameraman’s golf buggy. I think he has it back…
Entries out. Options. Juggling. Posturing and pontificating – but of a slightly gentler level to that which is being played out across those plunging Gulf waves…
