I wasn't looking where I was going, but that's fine: if you're looking down at the horse's neck, which is the most comfortable way of riding, you can still see a short way in front of you, and on an AW canter there's no scope for getting lost. Coming round the last bend, I looked up - and was stunned to see two of Jane Cecil's horses hack-cantering at trotting speed about 100m ahead of me. What the f***? Where the h:*** had they sprung from? Obviously I was closing fast, but Russian Link's an easy ride, as is Hugh's mount Saleal, and it was no problem to pull up to a walk before we ran into the back of them. And they, in turn, walked off the canter, which was kind. We eventually set off at a trot again past them, and then cantered slowly the last 300m up to the top.
The Heath rules are fairly straightforward: if your horses are going faster than a routine canter, it's your responsibility to ensure that you allow any horses in front of you enough space so that you don't run up behind or past them; if your horses are going slower than a routine canter, it's your responsibility to ensure that any horses coming up behind you are forewarned of your slowness before they jump off, so that they know to give you plenty of space and don't get their exercise messed up. (Or if your horses get on halfway, as I think that these horses had, it's your responsibility to make sure that you don't thus impede any horses who have got on at the start). It was no big deal, though. Shane Featherstonehaugh, on the feisty-looking filly at the back, apologised to us, I apologised to them, and as you'd hope between civilized people, it was all very jovial and life went on happily.

Wasn't that impressive? It had been no skin off our noses at all, and I wouldn't have expected George to apologise even if we'd bumped into him, because there was nothing to apologise for; so for him to go out of his way to do so was remarkable. Furthermore, their filly is Frankel's half-sister, one of the best two-year-old fillies in the country, trained in the best stable in the country and owned by one of the most respected owners; and ours are two unremarkable horses from an insignificant stable. George's courtesy was remarkably impressive. Courtesy was always Henry's hallmark, and the upshot of all this was that it was lovely to be reminded that, with decent people like Shane and George in key positions, the stable ought to be in safe hands as Jane heads towards her first new season in charge.

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