No Jet Lag

No jet lag here. 

I have clambered onto the plane straight from the Far Hills Steeplechase, from the International Gold Cup, from one race after another after losses for a long, restless overnight plane to the United Kingdom for a long, restless week at the Tattersalls Horses in Training Sale. After losses, the plane ride feels like purgatory, a stewing of disappointment and deflation.

This year, Gibralfaro’s Zeke Ferguson win made it feel like a saunter to the corner store. An overachiever, Gibralfaro jumped flawlessly and skipped around the Great Meadow course to tick his American earnings to over $200,000 and tick Riverdee back to second in the yearly standings. Glad we skipped the Lonesome Glory and Grand National to bring a relatively fresh horse for the $75,000 hurdle stakes.

As for England, we picked up four horses yesterday. Two to come home for jump careers and two to go to Norway for flat careers. We are truly international over here at Clancy Bloodstock! Once more unto the breach today to see what we can unearth.