There was one jump in particular this weekend that Gus was just not feeling. It was just a simple gray and white ramped oxer, no bigger than 2’6. It had a nice ground line, it had a nice long entrance… Gus just could not get it.
Then we found the very very long spot.
Finally we came to it a little better but we knocked it.
And finally… finally one really good jump over the gray oxer.
It only took us about 20 times but hey, who’s counting? 🙂