Chapter 15

Hank didn’t turn to look at him, he just kept his eyes on Reggie. “You’re doin’ fine, Brad,” he said, then called to Reggie, “That’s it, steady, even pace, loose rein. Good job.”

Brad shrugged and jogged off.

“Third call, Junior Horse Hunter Under Saddle, second call Senior Horse Western Pleasure, first call Novice Amateur Western Pleasure, main arena,” came the announcer’s voice over the loudspeaker. The voice went on to give the class calls for the other show pens.

Brad, Reggie and several other riders made their way to the gate and on to the holding area adjacent to the main arena. They arrived just as Reggie’s class was about to enter.

Hank came up to them. “Remember, you’ve got a good horse. You’ll do just fine. Just relax and remember, loose reins, even pace.” Hank patted Reggie on the leg as he rode toward the gate.

Twenty or so riders obeyed the announcer’s instructions to enter the arena at a trot.