Late October Workouts
Sept 17, 2013 10:07:35 GMT -5
Post by Kenren on Sept 17, 2013 10:07:35 GMT -5
Knight's Heart
Heart of Rio & Minske Mavecci
Gallant Knight & Tigris Greenfire
Heart of Rio & Minske Mavecci
Gallant Knight & Tigris Greenfire
Minske jogged back of to the barn after his ride, still intent on finishing the morning's works before before the rain hit. His second ride was on the tenacious two-year-old Heart of Rio, a lease from Oak Hill Farm. The filly had been running against older competition in her grade five races, and her record reflected it - she wasn't placing high, but it was obvious in training that she was all the better for it. The heightened competition had kicked her competitive drive in the rear, and Minske had high hopes for her three-year-old year if she didn't manage to pull through by the end of her second. Minske entered the barn, walking down the aisle to greet the pretty bay head thrown over the stall door. "Pretty Rio," he said gently, letting the inquisitive filly lip at his fingers. Minske slipped into the stall, carrying his grooming brushes with him.
"Minske, that you?" came a voice a couple of stalls over - Minske hadn't noticed Tigris when he walked in. "Yeah. How's Knight feeling this morning?" Tigris was working another leased horse, Gallant Knight, alongside Heart of Rio that morning. Gallant Knight had run into a bit of a rut this year, placing no better than third in his four starts. However, the three-year-old colt was gaining valuable experience with every race, and he was getting hungry - it was obvious after every race that he was more and more sick of finishing behind.
Tigris made a noise, then replied, "He's being a brute, but that's just him." Minske smiled - Tigris seemed to draw the short straw on horses a lot of times, getting the hardest or most annoying to handle. But alas, it was luck of the draw. Both boys finished their grooming in a timely manner, and then made their way out to the track - Knight first, so he would be upwind of the filly behind him. When they reached the track, the horses were handed to Cole and Hal so the boys could finish preparations. Cole gave them their instructions in the meantime. "Warm them up half around, gallop the other half, then give me five furlongs with them. Start them off about even, then let them to what they will. Make sure you push Knight for the wire - I think that may be where he's been slacking lately. Tigris nodded, understanding - teach the horse to give more at the wire during training, and he'd do it naturally during the race.
Both boys got a leg up, Tigris going on easily, Minske struggling a little more when Rio tried to sidle to the side. Minske didn't begrudge her - from the line of her eyes, she was just trying to keep an eye on him, not get away from the work. Once she settled, Minske finished mounting without a problem. Reins gathered, the two horses were moved onto the track. Both boys moved the horses into a trot. Rio was a lively mover, moving with higher action at the trot than one would expect of a dirt horse. She lost this movement when asked to gallop, but it was always interesting to watch and ride. Knight was a large, powerfully-built colt, and he moved with a little more weight than the filly did. However, there was power in every stride, and one could see it ready to unfurl in the movement of his muscles.
Soon enough, the horses were allowed to break into a light gallop, kicking up dirt. Knight jumped into it, but Tigris had been prepared for that move and easily kept his balance. Rio was more sane going into it, taking a couple of strides to pick up her gait. They went slowly around the clubhouse turn, both horses getting comfortable with the track. Soon, though, they reached the furlong pole to start the work. Both horses were moved toward the rail, Rio taking the rail with Knight just to her outside. Knight was a monster next to her, and for a moment Rio faltered - however, as soon as Minske asked her to pick up a breeze pace, the filly's competitive drive kicked in - she charged a head in front before Knight kicked in as well, and the two went strongly around the final turn.
Entering the backstretch, two furlongs from the wire, both horses were let loose, as they were so itching to be. Rio and Knight both leaped forward, charging and pitting their strength as they closed on the finish. Knight's maturity, in the end, won out - the older colt pulled ahead, crossing the line a length in front. Both horses were asked to gallop out strongly, Rio going a little better than Knight. When the horses pulled up, Rio seemed agitated. She was sweating and obviously tired, but she was still somehow ready to go. Minske smiled, leaning over to pat both sides of her neck before jumping off.
"She's going to be fantastic next year," Minske said to his father, who was lounging on the rail. Cole nodded, a small smile on his face. "And Knight's drive was nice as well, Tigris. He just needs to find it in the races now." Minske had confidence that both horses were growing, and he couldn't wait to see how they would perform in the future.