Well, all my training went well up until the first proper ride-out (Currie Riding of the Marches) at the start of May. Six hours in the saddle is a lot, but I managed to make it to the end somehow!
However, come the midweek ride-out during the Penicuik Festival week, I managed to fall off and damage my shoulder! A trip to the hospital revealed a large piece of bone chipped off the top of the humerus, necessitating an operation to put it back in place....
....but that had to wait until AFTER I had performed my Penicuik Hunter duties during the week!
So yeah, basically I rode around the town on two separate occasions with a broken shoulder, carrying an eight-foot-tall flagpole with my good arm and controlling Monarch with my bad! We're total bad-asses here in Scotland!
Anyway, I have a ton of pics, so if anyone's interested, I'll put them up!