<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106</id><updated>2012-02-16T03:38:38.249-08:00</updated><category term='s'/><title type='text'>THE HENRY TUDOR RIDE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-5125983443175842349</id><published>2008-07-20T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T01:08:23.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Finale at Bosworth Field</title><content type='html'>The Arms of King Richard III&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIL86KmEnfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HDVfcjd8kcw/s1600-h/Richard+III.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225016593909849586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIL86KmEnfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HDVfcjd8kcw/s320/Richard+III.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRDunQhtiI/AAAAAAAAALU/FaERRqrO-F8/s1600-h/DSCF2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225375935747962402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRDunQhtiI/AAAAAAAAALU/FaERRqrO-F8/s200/DSCF2273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well we are safely home, kit unloaded and horses gently grazing in thier paddocks. I for one am looking forward to an early night and here I am dressed in my dressing gown with glass of the champagne to celebrate our victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning of our finale dawned with a bright sun and the odd shower. Rather different to the forecast, thank goodness. The horses had been mucking around in the night as they had skillfully got themselves all in the same sub division of the paddock. I suspect Spot, the leader of the miscreants in the paddock with a good leap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we all are for a posed photo in front of Osbaston Hll with our kind hosts, Peter and Leanda de Lisle.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225374759878663986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRCqKzcHzI/AAAAAAAAALM/Cbo6mduDemI/s400/DSCF2225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We set forth at 1030 with a Police escort to get us along a busy main road. Our route was mostly along country lanes and farm tracks. It was great to have Rupert de Lisle with us. He was ably mounted on Spot. At one stage Charlie (Charles James Fox, NOT Charlie &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRFvt04ZxI/AAAAAAAAALc/C8z7T6egQy4/s1600-h/DSCF2229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225378153714181906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRFvt04ZxI/AAAAAAAAALc/C8z7T6egQy4/s320/DSCF2229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nutting!) crossed a track in front of us causung a fair amount &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRHdd6EFWI/AAAAAAAAALk/QMpTk9wfjUU/s1600-h/DSCF2231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225380039226561890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRHdd6EFWI/AAAAAAAAALk/QMpTk9wfjUU/s320/DSCF2231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of excitement. Later we came across a very deep and smelly pool, which Mr Stitch did not fancy and Maggie on her pony would never have made, so we did a detour. By 1 pm we reached Market Bosworth itself where in the market squre we were welcomed by Derek Whiting with a glass of hot punch : what a kind thought and how much we appreciated this act of friendship. Then it was off to the Black Horse where we had an excellent lunch by courtesy of the Battle of Bosworth Heritage Centre, who had been such enthusiasts. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225381225659098194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRIihtn5FI/AAAAAAAAALs/Akbvi1Ke-B8/s320/DSCF2232.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRYJ8NOI0I/AAAAAAAAANM/ND8H_VSEByY/s1600-h/DSCF2262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225398395460264770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRYJ8NOI0I/AAAAAAAAANM/ND8H_VSEByY/s200/DSCF2262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMYWfeH5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/DUVdNTfe6KY/s1600-h/DSCF2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225385448894766994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMYWfeH5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/DUVdNTfe6KY/s200/DSCF2245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMY6RiydI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Tvj0giqRvKM/s1600-h/DSCF2250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225385458500028882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMY6RiydI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Tvj0giqRvKM/s200/DSCF2250.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMZErnqLI/AAAAAAAAAME/qYzUbE0wmLs/s1600-h/DSCF2251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225385461293754546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMZErnqLI/AAAAAAAAAME/qYzUbE0wmLs/s200/DSCF2251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMZUdsI9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/5LnYIQiBsmk/s1600-h/DSCF2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225385465530295250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMZUdsI9I/AAAAAAAAAMM/5LnYIQiBsmk/s200/DSCF2252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMZmIItII/AAAAAAAAAMU/DHEzYB5I4es/s1600-h/DSCF2263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225385470271730818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRMZmIItII/AAAAAAAAAMU/DHEzYB5I4es/s200/DSCF2263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRYKS7QRGI/AAAAAAAAANU/mMpw_5jWl-8/s1600-h/DSCF2256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225398401558922338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRYKS7QRGI/AAAAAAAAANU/mMpw_5jWl-8/s200/DSCF2256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRYJqEdClI/AAAAAAAAANE/ehgY77gyg1M/s1600-h/DSCF2255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225398390591654482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRYJqEdClI/AAAAAAAAANE/ehgY77gyg1M/s200/DSCF2255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIROvV4cruI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JOcIAXz6iCg/s1600-h/DSCF2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225388042891341538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIROvV4cruI/AAAAAAAAAMc/JOcIAXz6iCg/s320/DSCF2267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was difficult to drag the riders away from this very comfortable hostelry but battle beckoned and on we went to Ambion Hill. At the bottom we were met by King Richard III and his pikemen and with much shouting and jeering we rode up the hill. At the top we had the opportunity to have a "splurge" and we neatly outflanked King Richard. And so to the Medieval Village to address the assembled company and how good to see so many people. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRTYrZ7RYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FHgqv95H4VQ/s1600-h/DSCF2269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225393151090050434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRTYrZ7RYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/FHgqv95H4VQ/s320/DSCF2269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRTZKqqISI/AAAAAAAAAMs/rrB2kBbtohE/s1600-h/DSCF2271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225393159481729314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRTZKqqISI/AAAAAAAAAMs/rrB2kBbtohE/s320/DSCF2271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was "good bye " to the horses and with much speed we changed into 21st Century clothes for the Reception, whre we saw many old friends and met new ones. It was very touching to receive presentation pieces from the Lord Lieutenant, Jennifer, Lady Gretton who has been such a support in all our plans. This was a very kind touch arranged by the Heritage Centre who have been instintingly helpful during our planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRUh5nfiAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/iJR2__VepUY/s1600-h/DSCF2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225394409035499522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRUh5nfiAI/AAAAAAAAAM0/iJR2__VepUY/s320/DSCF2276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beating Retreat followed although the free fall drop had to be cancelled due to high winds. As we listened to the wonderfully familiar tunes we looked out onto a classic English countryside wreathed in sunshine and cloud. Here I certainly reflected on a happy if demanding week. Above all we were incredibly well supported by a lot of good and kind people, then the horses, whonever let us down. Special mention must be made of Jack Tarr who as the Regional Director of Fundraising did a fantastic job ably assisted by Sylvia in setting up all the events at Bosworth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRac1YKQ5I/AAAAAAAAANc/BhmFGRA-lLA/s1600-h/DSCF2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225400919067870098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIRac1YKQ5I/AAAAAAAAANc/BhmFGRA-lLA/s200/DSCF2272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner followed with over 90 people attending and this was cheering for us all. Us riders were all made to work, with Arthur, assisted by Nick and Michael doing the auction of an amusing and interesting picture with SAS connections and then I introducing Richard who as ever was fascinating and amusing. Poor Thatch, his intelligence drawn into question but all acknowledged that he had a great heart as they all have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to the riders all seen in the above photos, they have been fantastic and so far I think we may have raised about £50,000. But there is still time to add to the kitty on &lt;a href="http://www.justgiving.com/henrytudorride"&gt;www.justgiving.com/henrytudorride&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also thank those who are behind the riders , the wives and girlfriends who have supported us in one way or another.  Lizzie, Jessica and Bathsheeba who let their men disapear on this merry jape, Celia who drove backwards and forwards getting the costumes to and from Dorking as well as fixing the little china dishes, Cally who valiantly came and drove us around in Wales and finally Virginia and Maggie who joined in the fun at the end of the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I get some other photos from Arthur and Jim I will post a last and final blog with the best of those photos. Thank you blogger for looking all this up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evelyn Webb-Carter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-5125983443175842349?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/5125983443175842349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=5125983443175842349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/5125983443175842349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/5125983443175842349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='The Finale at Bosworth Field'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIL86KmEnfI/AAAAAAAAAKk/HDVfcjd8kcw/s72-c/Richard+III.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-4281770865179081310</id><published>2008-07-18T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T14:17:00.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And so to Leicestershire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The Arms of Henry Tudor&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIOn_m9lZ9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/RPyGqTEkkS4/s1600-h/DSCF2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIGsyM2OV2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3Yr_v7IpZJk/s1600-h/Early+Tudor+Arms+and+Badges.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224647021168580450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIGsyM2OV2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3Yr_v7IpZJk/s400/Early+Tudor+Arms+and+Badges.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224488807253495714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEc48FZT6I/AAAAAAAAAIk/CBfCbsP53D8/s400/DSCF2170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said a fond farewell to our hosts John and Crescent Giffard but not before discovering that Mozart on whom we had placed so much was found to be lame!! Confusion and oaths resulted in poor Dominic being deprived of his ride and instead becoming the master navigator for Tina as she negotiated every conceivable route in Shropshire, Staffordshire and Leicestershire to get the injured Penny and Doughnut to Osbaston where we were to spend this evening. I must say how grateful we were to the Blenkirons for their amazing support whilst we lodged at Chillington Farm.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224485616288424818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEZ_M0CY3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/efVyaQqn3MY/s400/DSCF2162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were to ride over and through Cannock Chase and the first event was a photo call for the local press at the start of the day. This as usual caused mayhem with local enthusiasts who had turned up with their horses to follow us, as a quick circuit of the village green with standards flying in the wind alarmed all but the most stoic of steeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIOluycTwTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7Yazzy_5GQA/s1600-h/DSCF2200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225202215912980786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIOluycTwTI/AAAAAAAAAKs/7Yazzy_5GQA/s320/DSCF2200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soon we were off with the excellent Leslie Simmonds who guided us with great style through Cannock Chase. She tried hard to excite us with stories of Black Panthers and Giant Sting Rays but we much enjoyed her company and lovely sense of the ridiculous. I do wonder what she made of us as we charged all over the place playing scant attention to bye or an other law for that matter. And sevearl of the company jumping the various barriers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cannock Chase is a gem and I suspect little known outside the local area. We rode between 500 year old oaks and a few which were here in Henry Tudor's time. It is administered by the local authority and the Forestry Commission. Even in the dull weather conditions we had you could see the beauty of the place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEdSwXCOCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/IFlwOZ5x1tI/s1600-h/DSCF2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224489250782853154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEdSwXCOCI/AAAAAAAAAIs/IFlwOZ5x1tI/s320/DSCF2173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every now and then there was the opportunity to have a 'splurge' as Leslie put it. A good gallop up the hill did us a lot of good. here we see the gallant Spot in the lead, ridden here by Rebecca a member of the King's Troop. She is seen here again as we pause to drink at a ford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224486859083434754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEbHildSwI/AAAAAAAAAIE/TfC4lmtbgl0/s320/DSCF2166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Chase is full of intertesting things such as a memorial to the thousands of Poles murdered at Katyn by the Russians &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEfYkH8chI/AAAAAAAAAJU/u1EPFz7lUq4/s1600-h/DSCF2202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224491549600805394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEfYkH8chI/AAAAAAAAAJU/u1EPFz7lUq4/s200/DSCF2202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in 1943. Close by was a Commonwealth War Graves cemetery and also a German Cemetery for the Germans in the 2nd World War who were killed in British waters, died in aircraft crashes or as&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEf-MccrkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BlcAOS0JmUc/s1600-h/DSCF2208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224492196079382082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEf-MccrkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BlcAOS0JmUc/s200/DSCF2208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; prisoners of war. Richard explained such interesting facts as we progressed. Here is Michael Cunningham in floppy hat as we look at the CWGC cemetery. Some of our number were more interested in the lady in the car park dressed merely in her bra and fishnets!! (no photo available) Leslie implied this was not unusual; Rebecca looked shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a good ride and at 1 pm we stoppped to consume our excellent picnic lunch and here again we must thank Peter Knox and his team for victualing us in the West Midlands. It could notb have been better. We had a lovely time over lunch and whiled away an hour quite easily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224650210937286802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIGvr3qWMJI/AAAAAAAAAKc/D3K995YSAak/s320/DSCF2188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The horses enjoyed their break as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After lunch it rained and it is amazing that this was the first time that some of us had worn ou&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEgZbFeDsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/tZBuYiIfzh0/s1600-h/DSCF2215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224492663866003138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEgZbFeDsI/AAAAAAAAAJk/tZBuYiIfzh0/s200/DSCF2215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r waterproofs. Pray for Saturday!! About this time Arthur on entering a large pond in the quest for the almost was unseated in the drink. It was an exciting moment but were disapointed that he managed to hang on. Here he is seen laughing at it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rain was pretty persistent , but later it warmed up to produce a healthy fog of steam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEv7_34_oI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VGxrypX5Nrc/s1600-h/DSCF2217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224509750531128962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEv7_34_oI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/VGxrypX5Nrc/s200/DSCF2217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lovely time and we all enjoyed this ride in the centre of industrial England. Here Richard and Nick are doing just that.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIE3m81SW2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/BTjRBGKGsqk/s1600-h/DSCF2219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224518185030671202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIE3m81SW2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/BTjRBGKGsqk/s200/DSCF2219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannock also has a herd of fallow dear and the odd row. they seemed very tame to our approach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEdvh7teTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/xLZMSdxzO7Q/s1600-h/DSCF2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224489745126357298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEdvh7teTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/xLZMSdxzO7Q/s320/DSCF2181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had one small drama when Spot got all excited by Arthur's escapade and tried to jump the concrete step by the lake. The result was a vet call out and 5 staples but all is well and the little grey mare will be back in action to morrow with Rupert de Lisle on top , I hope. John Dickerson from the Chine Veterinary practice did a very neat job. SEE BELOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIOpG00thMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0VVXiP5Di3w/s1600-h/DSCF2221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225205927403947202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIOpG00thMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/0VVXiP5Di3w/s200/DSCF2221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now to our biographical column, this time just the one! Joseph is Michael Cunnigham's horse. He is aged 20 and is retired after a busy &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEcb8oJfgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6-MJpNbfOGk/s1600-h/DSCF2218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224488309183053314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIEcb8oJfgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6-MJpNbfOGk/s200/DSCF2218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and active hunting career. An Irish cross thoroughbred she has hunted all over the place including the Beaufort. He was the favourite mount of Michael and Virginia's daughter, Mouse who had rode the Silk Route several years ago. I think the Henry Tudor Ride has been somewhat less demanding! She (Joseph NOT Mouse) has a very unusual distiguishing mark on her face as she has a crescent shaped scar as a result by a kick from a mare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224647726018383586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIGtbOngzuI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cFsC1fY1Z3c/s320/DSCF2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our welcome at Osbaston from Peter and Leanda de Lisle (seen above with Rupert) was wonderful and all our wants were provided for. There had been rumours that there would be no hot water but to the relief and gratitude of all it had been resolved just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To morrow seems set to be busy as we shall meet King Richard III and as he is a popular figure here abouts we do not expect much sympathy. However there is an impressive programme including a Beating Retreat, a Free Fall display and a dinner for the victors of Bosworth. The Visitor Centre at Bosworth have been brilliant in supporting the finale of the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has all been enormous fun made possible by many kind and generous people from Dale to Bosworth. If you have been amused by this blog and have not yet made a contribution to the fund pleasd do so by visiting &lt;a href="http://www.justgiving.com/henrytudorride"&gt;www.justgiving.com/henrytudorride&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will write one more blog in two days time as I will not have time to morrow night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for blogging on, if this is what one says on these occasions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Evelyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER NOTE: Spot is sound so all is well. The weather is set fair for an exciting day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-4281770865179081310?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/4281770865179081310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=4281770865179081310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/4281770865179081310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/4281770865179081310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-so-to-leicestershire.html' title='And so to Leicestershire'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIGsyM2OV2I/AAAAAAAAAKM/3Yr_v7IpZJk/s72-c/Early+Tudor+Arms+and+Badges.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-2260376189374811346</id><published>2008-07-17T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T02:58:10.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Interesting Day!</title><content type='html'>We were very well looked after by Ros and Edward Tate who came to the rescue when we discovered during then morning trot up which tests the fitness of the horses that two were unfit &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_Faes0xcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BqNFAHt51Hc/s1600-h/258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224111151481406914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_Faes0xcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BqNFAHt51Hc/s200/258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to ride. Sore backs!! Ros allowed us to borrow two horses from their yard. How very kind of them. Not only that but Edward also drove 3 horses to our start point. I just hope that he did not lose his name by being late for the dressage!! Talking of which none of us on this trip have much clue about such technicalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with Arthur being taken off at sparrows to a radio car so he could be interviewed by the lovely Sarah Montague about the Military Covenant. The boy did well and a hearty breakfast ensued. Ros&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_KoPEAmbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qYoR3kqVzJI/s1600-h/251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224116885359991218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_KoPEAmbI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qYoR3kqVzJI/s200/251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wanted to see the men clean their own tack so here is a photo to prove it!!&lt;br /&gt;The sore backs caused some delay in the proceedings but a contingency plan was put into action and a spare horse of Jim Arkell's and my daughter's horse Spot were enlisted to help us. Their movements were fixed and Tina was on her way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our late start was a bonus allowing us to re group and organise ourselves. Our RV after a short drive was in Kemberton where Alison Kwiatkowski&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_NY1JLVEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UWo_5sxgGk4/s1600-h/260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224119919239189570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_NY1JLVEI/AAAAAAAAAGs/UWo_5sxgGk4/s200/260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="file:///C:/Users/End%20User/Pictures/2008-07-17/266.JPG" /&gt; looked after us and provided us with coffee and a lovely welcome. At the same time Anna and Peter arrived with a wonderful lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to see the complete change in scenery from the totally pasture fields of Wales to the more crop based agriculture in England. But we alos saw on our trip to day some lovely red bricked Georgian farm houses that all of us would love to live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were less in then open country amd more on roads and tracks &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_QJRzGUVI/AAAAAAAAAG0/i-gB6ys4fzY/s1600-h/263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224122950588191058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_QJRzGUVI/AAAAAAAAAG0/i-gB6ys4fzY/s200/263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but these were light in traffic and the pleasant company of Alison and her friend from the village more than made up for that. Mickey Cork was our competent guide and how grateful we are to not worry about map reading. This has proved to be a big area of contention over the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Chillington Hall we visited White Ladies Priory where&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_Szbz_q5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/rF7rVQeQZbA/s1600-h/264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224125873854065554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_Szbz_q5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/rF7rVQeQZbA/s200/264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Richard gave us an impromptu lecture from the saddle on the Dissolution&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_UIqdpsPI/AAAAAAAAAHE/YvYIaUWuc_w/s1600-h/270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224127338075762930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_UIqdpsPI/AAAAAAAAAHE/YvYIaUWuc_w/s200/270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of the Monasteries and the details of "hanging drawing and quartering". And then onto Boscobel House where in 1651 after the Battle of Worcester Charles II took refuge in the house hid in a tree. Thus a famous and popular legend was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To day Emma rode Mr Stitch to whom she has become attached. I think she enjoyed her day driving what must be like a sports car. Mr Stitch enjoyed the lighter load!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIBBztlSFFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bRBtco706iE/s1600-h/274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224247924414878802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIBBztlSFFI/AAAAAAAAAHs/bRBtco706iE/s200/274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We arrived at our destination in good time. Chillington Hall is an interesting house having been in the Gifford Family since the Norman Conquest. John and his wife were incredibly kind to us and so once more we enjoyed the kindness and hospitality that we enjoyed throughout our travels .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doughnut, 10 years old, one of our King's Troop horses, is a sweet and good natured mare. She is ,like Penny, a wheeler in D Sub Section and is therefore more used to pulling than carrying. Nick Hamilton would not be surprised! She was bought in Ireland in about 2003 to match the colour&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIBC-TQjzkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_Zk-1zkGsRg/s1600-h/254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224249205838827074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIBC-TQjzkI/AAAAAAAAAH0/_Zk-1zkGsRg/s200/254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of horse for that Sub section. She is the typical type of King's Troop horse, strong limbed and keen but no beauty. She has the most lovely mahogany coat. Sadly she now has a sore back and will not be ridden before the end of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo is Jim's horse , 7 years old, and named after the man who sold the horse to him, Jo Colingbourn of th&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_pwhOJslI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TUxyidGdSFI/s1600-h/273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224151112533783122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_pwhOJslI/AAAAAAAAAHU/TUxyidGdSFI/s200/273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e VWH. The original Irish name was so unpronounceable that it had to be changed. By chance Jo's wife, Ro, is descended from the original Parry family who were closely connected (maybe too intimately connected!!) to Henry Tudor. Ro came to our event in Cardiff last week. Jo,the horse is a good solid sort whom I have seen in action in the hunting field. He has also raced in the Yeomanry Race only just being beaten by Wogan see yesterdays post. About 17 hands, he is well set for this trip showing no sign of fatigue or bad temper. He is definitely a "Chairman's horse".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIA-6vsr-EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wUrIqhSN6NY/s1600-h/271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224244746707007554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SIA-6vsr-EI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wUrIqhSN6NY/s400/271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are pausing at the Grecian Temple in Chillington where we were so well and generously looked after. Late in the evening we were joined by many new arrivals, on the human side there was Maggy Denaro and Virginia Cunningham who ride with us to morrow. On the horse side we have the famous Spot and Mozart(!!!!) ( I look forward to seeing what tune she plays). After note on Friday morning---- I am pained to see that Spot has rolled and we have two very large stable stains!! Oh well. The day is dull again but the clouds are high as are our spirits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-2260376189374811346?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/2260376189374811346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=2260376189374811346' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/2260376189374811346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/2260376189374811346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/interesting-day.html' title='An Interesting Day!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH_Faes0xcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BqNFAHt51Hc/s72-c/258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-5454448408779581088</id><published>2008-07-16T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T05:26:21.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='s'/><title type='text'>And so into England</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6GMO8DtgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/y8X__bKgTjc/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223760162522904066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6GMO8DtgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/y8X__bKgTjc/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another day dawned at Plas Dynam and it all looked very promising but by the time we had had a very hearty breakfast the outlook in the clouds was decidedly menacing, such is the climate in Wales! We met Jean Jones at her farm: she had had a party also the night before and both Rebecca and Emma had a lovely time, quite right too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH5_4CC8C-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VvME2idBRd4/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223753218394950626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH5_4CC8C-I/AAAAAAAAAFM/VvME2idBRd4/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Jones family entered into the spirit of our venture with such enthusiasm that it touched our hearts. Tim and Dan are pictured here and clearly run a very&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6BMea70eI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ahVLC6iOoFw/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223754669120803298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6BMea70eI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ahVLC6iOoFw/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; efficient farm. WE set sail with a smaller party towards Powys Castle, the point at which we handed over from all those who supportedvus in Wales to those who took the mantle on in England. Charlie Nutting (shown at right) our man there had done a grand job and we riders will all remember the kindness showed to us in Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rode with speed and determination towar&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6DMaMsbfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-yJSxHUNPx4/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223756867010588146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6DMaMsbfI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-yJSxHUNPx4/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ds our goal led by Margaret, another friend and helper of Jean's. We had to change into our costumes at Pen y bryn in preparation for our arrival at Powys Castle. However matters were complicated by the various birds of prey which also resided where we were changing. Stitch, Thatch and a few others were less certain of the hooded beasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bottom of this page is a brief video shot as we left for the day&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6EDG-pqUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ydpb9AgRXvg/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223757806744217922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6EDG-pqUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/ydpb9AgRXvg/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On we went and the accompanying photos show our progress. The weather was ' undecided' but warm. The scenery was impressive for being so green and entirely pasture and we had to avoid a host of frenatic activity as farmers cleared their sileage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE made the park at Powys Castle by 1130 and were met by a good crowd including the Lord Lieutenant, Mrs Shan Legge-Bourke. She is seen here presenting the ceremonial carrot! We were able to en&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6G9oHJk0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/2pA2pndvM0k/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223761011093902146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6G9oHJk0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/2pA2pndvM0k/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ter the courtyard of the Castle where various &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6Hpcuz5SI/AAAAAAAAAF8/E0S1emFgnEk/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223761763953272098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6Hpcuz5SI/AAAAAAAAAF8/E0S1emFgnEk/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;local journalists photographed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a good lunch arranged by Peter Knox we set on our way again over the River Severn several times and ended up at Hilley Farm where Anna Jones and her husband farm when she is not helping out Peter in the ABF office in Shrewsbury. Philip Jones, Master of the North Shropshire on a very smart looking horse guided us with some style. Clive &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH75liMb8yI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pIhh6DvMSAE/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223887041025798946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH75liMb8yI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pIhh6DvMSAE/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(left "what would we do without mobile telephones!), my son got a ride on Mr Stitch having driven up from Gloucestershire to support us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual it seems there was a fund raising event at Shrewsbury School where Richard as ever spoke brilliantly, but this time on Marlborough. For us riders this was somewhat of a relief having heard about 1485 four times! Richard was at his best and the his audience loved it! Well done Peter and Anna for a really good event. We have all been incredibly well looked after by Edward and Ros Tate who have put the entire gang up at their ancient and historical house, The Isle, which nestles in an almost complete loop of the Severn River. As ever the hospitality freely given is humbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6KSd1P_-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PZTIxHhfSUE/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223764667646607330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6KSd1P_-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/PZTIxHhfSUE/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr Stitch a 17 hand 1 " thoroughbred was bought from a Master of the Quorn 3 years ago and by the first day of his new ownership he had dumped his master twice. But now this 17 hand 2 " has settled down into a really reliable horse that will take a fence and still have time to light a cigarette. He is a joy in the stable and already he is favorite in the string. He has however lost his name in being obstinate in getting intop trailer.; he has much to make up for!! Thank good ness for his adviser and confidante Melissa, who looks after him at Oxlease Farm. I have really enjoyed riding him on this trip, he is well mannered, long suffering and so far he is sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had a farrier on site for a couple hours, the shoes of many have been worn down and Thatch, Doughnut and Mr Stitch have had their hind hoofs re sorted. He seemed a business like young apprentice., who had no difficulty on dealing with such a sudden and urgent demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wogan is Arthur's horse and by some sort of telepathy he is remakably similar in character. 17 &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6NyK92GyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GXa97K_V7Xc/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223768510873082658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6NyK92GyI/AAAAAAAAAGM/GXa97K_V7Xc/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hands and 3 inches. a fine hunter from Ireland. He has hunted in the toughest countries of the land, eg, the Wynnstay, Meynell and Golden Valley. He has also competed in the Wessex Yeomanry Race and is a kind and constant companion to Burt , the donkey. He seems a pleasant character., although when swimming out of his depth in the River Wye was thought to be a noisy and ferocious hippo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all those who are reading this blog nonsense for your enthusiasm and interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To morrow is a quieter day and this is as well as all the horses are showing signs of fatigue ( and so am I) and a quiet day or two will now get us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1c5ecbf0921f9319" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1c5ecbf0921f9319%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332289655%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19AC25029A77B25A67B39714923F12F939DC56E4.7E372444D63A72068A9A3B52C9024246B118AE1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1c5ecbf0921f9319%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do-EIgv_oikC58zwNL0wSA4MHUJo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D1c5ecbf0921f9319%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332289655%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19AC25029A77B25A67B39714923F12F939DC56E4.7E372444D63A72068A9A3B52C9024246B118AE1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1c5ecbf0921f9319%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Do-EIgv_oikC58zwNL0wSA4MHUJo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-5454448408779581088?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/5454448408779581088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=5454448408779581088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/5454448408779581088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/5454448408779581088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-so-into-england.html' title='And so into England'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH6GMO8DtgI/AAAAAAAAAFs/y8X__bKgTjc/s72-c/Henry+Tudor+Ride+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-327357637587217475</id><published>2008-07-15T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:40:53.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet the Jones's of Tynybryn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223376856732269810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0pk5mF_PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/H-Rc7F1M5IU/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;To day started with sunshine and the expectation of a hot and dry day, but this is Wales and so things changed. Our ride to day was to be shorter and no bad thing as the horses had had two very demanding days. My companions would probably say they had too. We cheated slightly with a deft hand by moving by lorry up to Carno in Powis. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0x9fsFLKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GxiHn9bguYQ/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223386075367812258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0x9fsFLKI/AAAAAAAAAEs/GxiHn9bguYQ/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was here that we met Jean Jones (see photo left)and her family. They farm at Tynybryn, cows and sheep and the full team was at Carno to guide us the 12 miles to their farm. There was John, Jean's husband, Tim and Dan her sons, and Dan's wife from South Africa, Janine who was brilliant at opening gates, actually so was Tim! Jean had organised a great picnic for us which was most welcome. The small problem of a thrown shoe delayed but soon we were off up to the hills sadly now in cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223368686602200226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0iJVfSpKI/AAAAAAAAADE/tERKZMvZUtI/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; By now the party had swelled to 25 or so including Barry a past Master of the Wynnstay and Neville from the David Davies's Hounds the local pack. We had a lovely ride up to the top of the mountain and there was ample opportunity to canter and enjoy the centuries old turf. By 4.30 pm we had reached Tynybryn and by now it was sunshine once more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0sQDWQ8uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tov22oCJWZA/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223379797107864290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0sQDWQ8uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/tov22oCJWZA/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0mpgrD4SI/AAAAAAAAADs/wS5Y0sfuy3s/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223373637406679330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0mpgrD4SI/AAAAAAAAADs/wS5Y0sfuy3s/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jean spoiled us with a wonderful tea and we put the horses in stables for the first time. there we met Terry Boundy (see picture of him with Jean) who had been an Army vet in Burma in 1943 and recalled how he had to slit the vocal cords of mules to stop them braying. We the riders then haired off to Plas Dinam for another event for the Charity and Richard spoke once more about 1485. Lord and Lady Davies were incredibly kind to have us all for the night, quite an invasion! The interesting thing is that the talk not only gets better each time but each one is different, at least that keeps Arthur awake, well almost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0izNc_w0I/AAAAAAAAADM/qQuCzikEdy0/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223369405999596354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0izNc_w0I/AAAAAAAAADM/qQuCzikEdy0/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are lucky to have two young gunners from the King's Troop to help with the driving of the lorry and traller, Rebecca (see photo) and Emma are a real help. But the stars of the show are the horses who have not let us down at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0zyq5TyuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6O-EgTMLOjw/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223388088420780770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0zyq5TyuI/AAAAAAAAAE0/6O-EgTMLOjw/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thatch is the most famous, being a TV personality, appearing on about a dozen occasions to my certain knowledge. His owner was the attraction , of course! Bought by Richard Holmes before he and I rode from Mons to the Marne in in 1993, he also hunts with the HH. He is probably about 15 years old. Ancestry is uncertain but the Percheron is evident. His owner was asked by an uncertain admirer " is he lonely without his plough?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard has discovered a new ointment for Thatch's sores which is so good he is using it himself on his own!! Here is cleaning the old tack which is the most boring of task at the end of the day, almost as boring as doing this blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223372608113761394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0ltmQgXHI/AAAAAAAAADk/8MfW7Oqs_i0/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Penny (real name Hallmark) was a rescue horse being abandoned by gypsies in 2002 and found herself in the ILPH sanctuary in Blackpoool. Luckily for her the manager there was a ex Sgt in &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0kg4NxcTI/AAAAAAAAADc/WfLHJpQScNw/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223371290084208946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0kg4NxcTI/AAAAAAAAADc/WfLHJpQScNw/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the King's Troop Royal Horse Artillery, who thought she was ideal shape and colour fas a wheeller (ie the brakes on a gun team) C Sub Section. And so she is lent indefinitely by the ILPH to the Troop. She has large ears, invariably miserable looking ( particularly when you mention the "mule" word) ( oops! I have just done so! )and will certainly never win a dressage competition, but she does a grand job in front of a gun and raising money for the Army Benevolent Fund.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To morrow is another 25 miler to Shrewsbury and God help our seats! The weather is ........ 'uncertain' a rather over used word on this trip! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-327357637587217475?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/327357637587217475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=327357637587217475' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/327357637587217475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/327357637587217475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/meet-joness-of-tynybryn.html' title='Meet the Jones&apos;s of Tynybryn'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SH0pk5mF_PI/AAAAAAAAAD8/H-Rc7F1M5IU/s72-c/Henry+Tudor+Ride+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-2982837319520281716</id><published>2008-07-14T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:15:43.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushing through Puncheston</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvPj-BQCnI/AAAAAAAAACc/X6BIyKxw8mg/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvLu4or9II/AAAAAAAAAB8/qrGjylmv8dw/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222992199203681410" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvLu4or9II/AAAAAAAAAB8/qrGjylmv8dw/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvLbWy4O6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/wZaug5hj2gE/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvK_Wc4YmI/AAAAAAAAABs/MtOGmRgZJT0/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvKgnOuEJI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ioy84u7YPEo/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvKgnOuEJI/AAAAAAAAABk/Ioy84u7YPEo/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222990854501568658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning we woke with limbs and bones &lt;br /&gt; creaking, most of us felt 0600 hrs far too early after the long and testing day before.  But duty is duty and on we go!  The day was bleak and cloudy and soon the drizzle began, more of  low cloud than rain per se, such a contrast  to the day before.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvK_Wc4YmI/AAAAAAAAABs/MtOGmRgZJT0/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvK_Wc4YmI/AAAAAAAAABs/MtOGmRgZJT0/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222991382573507170" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The  day began slowly as we had to spend time shuttling the horses to the start.We continued our ride  at the Drovers Arms in Puncheston.  At 9 in the morning they opened up for us!!  Soon we were in the open country and onto the hills and as we climbed we could see how beautiful this part of Pembrokeshire is.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvMjHMMq8I/AAAAAAAAACM/L6npDGAALP4/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvMjHMMq8I/AAAAAAAAACM/L6npDGAALP4/s400/Henry+Tudor+Ride+028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222993096463920066" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were surrounded by some lovely hills and things are looking up as we approach Carne Ingli, an impressive Celtic Heritage site in South Wales, the sun came out and so did the flies!!  The area being so wet and humid and horse sweat so attractive we are clearly going to be plagued by the damned things.  We dropped into a &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvKF_bDlkI/AAAAAAAAABc/N85JbULwKfE/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+012.jpg" /&gt; village which had a pub, the Dyffryn Arms which has probably not changed much in 100 years. Bessie Davies the proprietor is allegedly the oldest landlord in Pembrokeshire. We passed two schools during the day , one at Llanychllwydog  and the other at Newport.: children took great interest in the horses and Richard gave an impromptu history lesson from the back of his horse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvMKhaHWHI/AAAAAAAAACE/yGKvFelclR4/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvM7hj0lZI/AAAAAAAAACU/CiXiEwXMSEA/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the Newport School , at Ysgol Bro Ingli the children were much amused by Jo, Jim Arkell's horse staling all over the school yard: I am not sure the Head Teacher was though!  This was followed by a good gallop along the beach.  There we also met the Mayor, Barry Onions who welcomed us to Newport.  The only drama of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvMKhaHWHI/AAAAAAAAACE/yGKvFelclR4/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvMKhaHWHI/AAAAAAAAACE/yGKvFelclR4/s400/Henry+Tudor+Ride+025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222992674004883570" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; day was a lost shoe and at one stage being besieged by a herd of wild ponies.  It was another good day which was made by some  lovely people who guided us and helped with the moves.  Thank you to you all, Sue, Liz and Zandra.  George Hancock has been our team manager here in Pembrokeshire and he too deserves our thanks and admiration.&lt;br /&gt;Our second day has passed and noone has fallen off....... most disappointing as long as it isnt me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvLbWy4O6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/wZaug5hj2gE/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvLbWy4O6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/wZaug5hj2gE/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222991863702109090" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems  the horses are fit and well......... so far.  As Nick Hamilton was away for the day his horse "Doughnut" was led for most of the day.  And we are now at Rhosygilwen Mansion where Richard once more spoke to a very supportive audience about Henry Tudor Richard III and Bosworth field.  The horses are consuming vast quantities of water but loving the pasture they rest in.   The Trusty Thatch being bullied by Jo has been released into a larger field, whilst Mr Stitch has own en suite bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvPj-BQCnI/AAAAAAAAACc/X6BIyKxw8mg/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvPj-BQCnI/AAAAAAAAACc/X6BIyKxw8mg/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222996409716836978" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;To morrow we drive to Carno and then take the ride up to Tynybryn.  Lets hope the weather improves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-2982837319520281716?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/2982837319520281716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=2982837319520281716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/2982837319520281716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/2982837319520281716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/pushing-through-puncheston.html' title='Pushing through Puncheston'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvLu4or9II/AAAAAAAAAB8/qrGjylmv8dw/s72-c/Henry+Tudor+Ride+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-4496070811966019040</id><published>2008-07-14T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T07:20:32.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early mornings, beautiful weather and soft saddles</title><content type='html'>Yesterday (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started with Jim Arkell going for an early morning swim at 05.30 – far too jolly (and cold) at that time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sunny morning turned into a beautiful day as we cut across a mixture of coastal paths and green lanes. One of the highlights of the day was General Arthur Denaro, who woke up briefly at lunch time. We stopped for an enjoyable hour and half lunch, which was good for both the horses and the riders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To aid comfort in the saddle on the long rides, Professor Richard Holmes has been making use of a device called a ‘seat saver’, which has worked a dream in helping fend off the strains often associated with extended time on horseback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride continues to go well and we have high hopes for tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-4496070811966019040?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/4496070811966019040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=4496070811966019040' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/4496070811966019040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/4496070811966019040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/early-mornings-beautiful-weather-and.html' title='Early mornings, beautiful weather and soft saddles'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-2688768656642137395</id><published>2008-07-13T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:22:44.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Henry Tudor Ride lands at Mill Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvRQHckjaI/AAAAAAAAACs/cSybcb5wjOI/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvQuoe4MxI/AAAAAAAAACk/oS30t4vAn1s/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222613664172478290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHpzdPwaD1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/B5filDkGmrM/s320/henry+tudor+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Saturday morning at Horcott was somewhat tiresome as we had risen early to get away, with horses loaded, picnics prepared and satnavs set. However Bastard HQ intervened with Mr Stitch refusing to get on board the luxury trailer having been given the wink by Spot that he wasnt going hunting but was being driven for 4 hours in order to ride 25 miles per day for a week!! Mr Stitch did not like the sound of this and stood staring at the trailer until the world expert loaders from Oxlease arrived to save the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHp5eQ_m3uI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tNDh21RP1wE/s1600-h/henry+tudor+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222620278754303714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHp5eQ_m3uI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tNDh21RP1wE/s320/henry+tudor+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this excitement we , Richard and I arrived at Dale and met up with Jim Arkell, Arthur Denaro, Michael Cunningham, Dominic Ibbs and Nick Hamilton. Soon we were in costume and preparing for our embarkment at Dale in a longboat. We were instructed in the Pembrokeshire Gig &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; this you can see. We then rowed in great state to Mill Bay to be met by the great and good of Pembrokeshire. This was &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvQuoe4MxI/AAAAAAAAACk/oS30t4vAn1s/s200/Henry+Tudor+Ride+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvRQHckjaI/AAAAAAAAACs/cSybcb5wjOI/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+007.jpg" /&gt;tremendous start to our ride. We were &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHvRQHckjaI/AAAAAAAAACs/cSybcb5wjOI/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;comfortable in our barn and slept well in anticipation of our ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222621724903933874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHp6ycUjB7I/AAAAAAAAABE/C1D_C82vYzs/s400/henry+tudor+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHp76XyQldI/AAAAAAAAABM/xGDqE_CcQhM/s1600-h/henry+tudor+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222622960636958162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHp76XyQldI/AAAAAAAAABM/xGDqE_CcQhM/s400/henry+tudor+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday morning woke with wonderful bright sunshine, and soon we were away on our first day's rideThe day was sensational, with outstanding views and warm sunshine. We rode 23 mile in 5 and a half hours averaging 4 1/2 miles per hour. We finished at 4 pm having had a busy but &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHp8zws0w2I/AAAAAAAAABU/y4WvqjSgbcY/s1600-h/henry+tudor+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222623946577593186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHp8zws0w2I/AAAAAAAAABU/y4WvqjSgbcY/s400/henry+tudor+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rewarding day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so for the next day! This time we are off to Newport and there we will follow the exact route of Henry Tudor. More to follow.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-2688768656642137395?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/2688768656642137395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=2688768656642137395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/2688768656642137395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/2688768656642137395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/henry-tudor-ride-lands-at-mill-bay.html' title='Henry Tudor Ride lands at Mill Bay'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHpzdPwaD1I/AAAAAAAAAAk/B5filDkGmrM/s72-c/henry+tudor+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-3460950786274829971</id><published>2008-07-11T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T16:05:52.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Men and 2 Horses prepare</title><content type='html'>It is the night before our departure for Dale, can I really be bothered to do this I ask myself?  Richard , Nick and myself have had a very jolly evening before our ridiculously early start tomorrow morning.  A nice few glasses of Pitray and a nice snatch at a 1982 Port from Eira Velha, an unusual year for a vintage port.  We all went out to bid goodnight to Thatch, Richard's horse who has now arrived here and who looks quizically at Spot, my son's small horse that may have to come into the story later.  They have similarities but the mighty Thatch is somewhat more magisterial!!!  Very fitting for its owner, who really is a magistrate.  Mr Stitch, my horse,  looking rather surprised that he is actually in a stable this evening and wondering why.  WE are off this very day and lets hope we get there in one piece.  Evelyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-3460950786274829971?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/3460950786274829971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=3460950786274829971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/3460950786274829971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/3460950786274829971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/3-men-and-2-horses-prepare.html' title='3 Men and 2 Horses prepare'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-3755947411621230976</id><published>2008-07-10T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T14:35:09.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHaAUmjnsBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BgDrClOCBa8/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221501909418356754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHaAUmjnsBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BgDrClOCBa8/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fine figure of a man!  The horse aint bad either!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-3755947411621230976?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/3755947411621230976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=3755947411621230976' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/3755947411621230976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/3755947411621230976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/fine-figure-of-man-horse-aint-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHaAUmjnsBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/BgDrClOCBa8/s72-c/Henry+Tudor+Ride+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-856582197300145685</id><published>2008-07-10T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T12:45:27.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wed and Thu 9/10 July.  Arrived in Cardiff for an ABF event in the Cardiff and County Club at which Dr David Starkey spoke on the subject "Henry Tudor, Englishman, Frenchman or Welshman?"  He was very entertaining and he started by saying that Henry VII was THE most boring monarch of the English Throne.  Apparently he hardly spoke a word of English and conversed mostly in French.  He described the machinations of the Tudor family and amused a party of 88 organised by the Glamorgan Committee under the stirring leadership of Geoffrey Inkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we had the Trustees meeting in the Welsh Assembly and had the chance to meet several AMs (Assembly Members). We were very well looked after and we had the opportunity to speak about the work of the ABF and how it benefitted former soldiers living in Wales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To morrow is final preparation for the ride.  Richard Holmes and Nick Hamilton join us at my home for a grand dinner before we set sail for Dale in the early hours of Saturday if only to avoid the noise of the International Air Tattoo which takes place in our back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how this blog thing works but I will try to keep it going during the ride when I get access to a computer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Route is as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day -1 Sat - 3pm Longboat landing at Mill Bay&lt;br /&gt;             Evening event in Dale Castle, Richard speaks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 Sun - Ride to  To New Moat via Mullock Bridge where we will reenact the famous Rhys ap Thomas incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 Mon - Ride to Newport Sands.  Richard speaks at Rhosygilwen Mansion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 Tue - PM  Ride Carno to Tregynon.  Richard speaks at Plas Dinam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 Wed - Am Ride to Powis Castle. This will be a lovely ride.  All welcome.  Lots of media here. PM ride into england and finish near Shrewsbury.  Evening event at Shrewsbury School (Contact Peter Knox on 01743 262570)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 Thu - Ride from Kemberton to Chillington Hall , probably not the most exciting ride. But Richard has a rest! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 Fri - Ride through Cannock Chase. A lovely ride but not that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 Sat - The Finale  .We ride to Bosworth Field and meet up with Richard III.  There is a reception, beating retreat and free fall parachutists folowe d by another dinner with Richard sealing the story of the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who might want to learn more of the trip in Wales should ring Charlie Nutting on 07818 836611.      As for  the Shrewsbury bit  they should contact Peter Knox on 01743 262570   failing that they can try and get me via 0845 241 4822.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all going to be great fun and anyone who still wants to contribute can see the link below to the just giving site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will report again soon.  Evelyn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-856582197300145685?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/856582197300145685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=856582197300145685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/856582197300145685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/856582197300145685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/wed-and-thu-910-july.html' title=''/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8725262128896586106.post-3331383433158756747</id><published>2008-07-09T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T06:26:39.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Henry Tudor Ride - adventure begins Saturday 12 July 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHSFMJJ4yeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/20faLwuK42U/s1600-h/ABF060801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220944311691561442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHSFMJJ4yeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/20faLwuK42U/s320/ABF060801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dear all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you for visiting my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;From 12-20 July 2008, seven intrepid adventurers in period costume will ride across Wales and England to retrace the route taken by Henry Tudor in 1485, to meet Richard III at the decisive battle of Bosworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Follow us as we embark on our journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Join us at spectacular events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sponsor a rider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's not too late to support the riders and the Army Benevolent Fund, the soldiers charity by visiting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.justgiving.com/henrytudorride"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;www.justgiving.com/henrytudorride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;To find out more about our adventure or how you can support the Army Benevolent Fund please call our ABF Squire Tristan on 0207 811 3963 or email&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:thunt@armybenfund.org"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;thunt@armybenfund.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I look forward to you joining me and my fellow travellers on our exciting journey as we recreate this historic event in aid of the Army Benevolent Fund &lt;a href="http://www.armybenfund.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;www.armybenfund.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Evelyn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Route of the Henry Tudor Ride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHSJ8Z9vodI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EWp-0DEJfEs/s1600-h/Henry+Tudor+Ride+map+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220949538884264402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHSJ8Z9vodI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EWp-0DEJfEs/s320/Henry+Tudor+Ride+map+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8725262128896586106-3331383433158756747?l=thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/feeds/3331383433158756747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8725262128896586106&amp;postID=3331383433158756747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/3331383433158756747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8725262128896586106/posts/default/3331383433158756747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehenrytudorride.blogspot.com/2008/07/henry-tudor-ride-adventure-begins.html' title='The Henry Tudor Ride - adventure begins Saturday 12 July 2008!'/><author><name>Evelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381250781333281059</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W7KZPGAE59E/SHSFMJJ4yeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/20faLwuK42U/s72-c/ABF060801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
