Yesterday evening I felt a bit overwhelmed with stuff, so I took my own advice and put the phone down.

I’ve tried really hard to set a rule with myself that I don’t check my phone till after I’ve had my breakfast. I’ve found it allows me to set the tone for the day by grounding myself first. At the moment, I’m having breakfast on the patio. Listening to the birds. Watching Bert play with his ball.

Clearly it doesn’t go like that every day, but where I can, I’ve found it works for me. Today I didn’t check my phone until after we’d finished our walk. I was content to just be with Bert. I obviously took it out to take this photo. The barley looked so lovely. Made me laugh as yesterday it was Buddy in the barley. Today it was Bert.

One of the things I love about being away with my boys is that a lot of horse places have rubbish signals. I don’t miss the constant pinging of my phone. So I’ve set the intention to be better with my phone boundaries so to speak.

As humans, we weren’t designed to be bombarded with so much information or be always on. Today I unplugged a bit. A stompy walk helped…

Buddy, Bert and I headed over to Horning today to catch up with a friend and her horse for a hack. Well Bert stayed in the lorry, fear not, he got his moment.

There was a lovely cool breeze as we mooched about. We talked the whole way round. We came back past the Radar Museum. My friend said she’d take a photo with it in the background. It was a bit of a challenge as both horses were trying to have some snacks.

When we got back, Buddy waited on the lorry while Bert got to run around with two other dogs. It was so sweet seeing them all chasing each other round the garden. They ran out of steam faster than Bert. Either that or they’re more sensible girls rather than my tearaway boy.

It seems only fitting that we headed out in Toby today. I brought him home one year ago today. We’ve had so many adventures already. Here’s to many more…

I got a new fob today. It’s for the car park at the Chiro’s office. It’s taken a while to come through, so each time I’ve been at work, I’ve had to leave my car by the gate, run through the building (that includes two secure gates and a lift) to then run round to open the car park gate from the inside.

It’s totally doable, if a bit of a pain. But no more as I now have a fob to open the gate. I have to admit, I worked in the building for a while, then on the street for many more year, and I never realised there was a car park there!

It’s rather small, but I’m grateful I can park there. Of course it does mean I get to practice my 3-point turns getting in and out. I say 3-point, it’s many many more. Today as I was attempting to get out, a lovely lady offered to move her car to give me a bit more room. Very kind of her. I managed to do it with needing her to move. I appreciated her offer though.

I had to go for my mammogram this morning. Still makes me laugh that it was at 9:33am. I arrived early. They started late as their IT system was playing up.

Before anyone panics, this is my 3 year routine scan. Nothing sinister going on. Well the actual scan was pretty uncomfortable. I’m sure the machine must have been designed by a man. It’s hard to get into the right position and painful at times. Still it’s a necessary evil.

The trailer was branded at the Boudicca Breast Cancer Appeal, they missed a trick there. It could have been boob-icca. I’m here all week….

I headed to the Spa today for a very well needed massage and Afternoon Tea. My muscles really needed it after last week’s camp. My stomach always needs sandwiches and cakes.

My friend took a photo of the spread and when she sent it over, it looked like I had turned into one of those claw Arcade games. So she asked AI to recreate it. Isn’t it brilliant?! It made me laugh.

I’m all floppy and full. A lovely combo. Good job it wasn’t taken after as there wasn’t much left…

I encouraged one of the yard liveries to come to camp with me. She did and had a fun time. It was her first camp with her horse. She’s nearly 69, so just goes to prove there’s no age limit on horses or camp!

Today, she gave me a gift box to say thank you for giving her the confidence to go and looking after her while we were there.

I’ll let you guess who each gift was for. Let’s just say we were all very happy with her choices.

There are a few old stables next to the field that Buddy is in. My yard owner suggested I clear one out so that Buddy could have a day stable and get out of the sun if he wanted to.

As he was getting a few days off after camp, I thought I’d tackle it. It didn’t take as long as I thought. In fact, fighting with the electric tape took longer.

I thought I’d encourage him to use it by putting a net of haylage in the stable. That worked. He went straight in. Clever boy.

What I hadn’t factored was that the horse in the adjoining field got very confused by Buddy’s ‘disappearance’. When Buddy went in the stable, the other horse called for him. When he came out again, he looked very confused. Several times, Buddy went in and out. The reaction was the same. Clearly the other horse assumed some sort of trickery or black magic.

Horses are very silly sometimes. It did make me laugh though.

Hopefully Buddy will continue to use the stable. Horses are also a bit dense sometimes. He has shade in his field, but seems to enjoy standing in the sunshine. After blistering temperatures, it was actually quite chilly today. No, I am not complaining. Shorts may have been a bit ambitious…

Buddy, Bert and I are back in our respective homes. It’s been a fabulous camp once more. We came home with three rosettes for good measure.

Everyone gets a Camper Rosette. I have nine of those now ( I didn’t get one the year I popped over to help). Buddy got a ‘in great shape’ one for having a pretty perfect body score.

And we topped it off with a red one for winning the show jumping competition.

Given our performance last Sunday, it was just the boost I needed.

Buddy will now get a few days off. I’m sure Bert will be very happy to go for a shorter walk tomorrow after all of his runs in the forest.

Me? I’ll be tackling the now traditional camp clear up. And they say the horse does all the work.

Grateful to everyone who made my decade of camps so special. Considering my first one was a bit of a disaster, I can certainly say that I’ve come a long way in that time.

My partnership with Buddy has too. I often look back at some of our early videos and the progression is incredible. Hard work, dedication and listening to top quality instructors really does pay off.

Here’s to the next one, but for now, I sleep…

We did something a bit different this morning. We did some unmounted groundwork. The instructor had set up an exercise to help mobilise the horse’s ribs. It looked really easy when I watched it…

When it came to our turn. The instructor took Buddy through first. I could see he was working it out. All he has to do was slowly walk from one side of the pole to the other diagonally.

She told me to park him for a minute so he could think about it all. Then it was my turn to take him through. I really struggled to get my body in the right place and my aids at the right time. So she suggested I park for a minute so I could think about it all. That made me laugh.

It worked as I was much better the next time. She’s been teaching us for 9 years now, so she gets us. And definitely me.

This afternoon it was course jumping. It was very hot in the arena. I rode in singing ‘feeling hot, hot, hot’. I know it’s usually for cricket, but it was very apt.

After my unscheduled dismount on Sunday, I wasn’t sure which Buddy I would get. Or whether I would be tight. I needn’t have worried. We were both on good form.

It’s been hard keeping us all cool. We’ve all had a lot of water – on us and in us. I’m so glad I bought extra electrolytes. There has been a lot of sweating.

Last day tomorrow. Always bittersweet. It’s been another brilliant camp.

My lorry has a lovely skylight in the living. I love it, it brings in so much light. A little bit too much sunshine at the moment though. So in true Practical Pip style, I found a solution with a sheet.

It’s really helped to keep my lorry a bit cooler. I might have done a ‘Monica’ in front of my fridge a couple of times.

It’s been rather hot here at camp. We’ve all coped though. This morning I took Bert for a run round the forest before my first lesson. He then retired to sit in front of the fan while Buddy and I went off to sweat.

We had a flat lesson first. We were working on my position and our connection. Interestingly I think I was hotter than Buddy. I’d love to say that I retired to the shade, but there’s always something to do at camp.

After lunch, I did get to chill out in a shady corner and found some breeze, before it was time to tack up again. This time poles. But with wings so kinda like jumping, without the actual jump. It helped work on straightness and positioning. And changing the canter lead. I even got a flying change from Buddy.

After an interesting talk, more chores and dinner, I took Bert back out in the forest as it was cooler. I didn’t see a soul. Bliss!

One of the instructors posed an interesting question today. She asked why I keep coming back to camps. Not in a bad way, but in a curious way. It really got me thinking. I can’t say there’s one reason. There are so many. It’s the learning. It’s the instructors. It’s the venue. It’s the friendships. It’s the time away from life. It’s the lack of responsibilities. It’s the strengthening of my bond with Buddy. It’s the adventure. It’s being fed. I could go on…