Style (luther)

The sun shone as Kayleigh brought the large spotted gelding out of the cross ties. His colouration was not common for a eventer but Amaretto had potential buckets of it, his father was a successful eventer himself and his mother was a appaloosa who had been a successful dressage mare who due to an injury had to retire so was then used as a broodmare, Kayleigh had only found the advert for the 5 year old gelding due to chance and her almost permanently moping about at the current moment.

Not that the height of the gelding had put her off but he was absolutely a gentle giant, even at the age of five, Amaretto would rather flick his head about with something in his mouth, or sticking his tongue out from the stable.

But today was her first lesson with luther on amaretto. Not that she expected any approval from luther attitude to the new gelding had been anything like Charles she was going to be in trouble but the gelding had potential which she could see that.

Amarettos tack was fairly simple, he had a black ear net over his forelock to cover his ears, his bridle was a hybrid from a normal cavesson and a flash, it worked for the goofy gelding, his other tack was a five point breastplate that attached to his jumping saddle.

The area was freshly rolled and harrowed as she brought the gelding into the outdoor sand area, she soon got up onto the mounting block as she slung her leg to get on the gelding.

Luther Guthrie