DIARY – HUNTINGDON – SUNDAY 05 OCTOBER 2008

 

I was carrying out family duties so was unable to attend the Fontwell Park fixture on Saturday 04 October, where Choc had three rides (Potemkin, Keltic Lord, and Head to Kerry. Choc’s fourth ride, Miss Carroll, was withdrawn, as rain had caused the going conditions to change).  But no winners for Choc – Potemkin finished 2nd, Keltic Lord 4th, and Head to Kerry 2nd in their respective events.

However by Friday evening it had become apparent that Choc would be at Huntingdon on Sunday 05 October, having been double-booked earlier in the week for rides at Uttoxeter.  Huntingdon is relatively close to home, taking me around an hour to reach, so I decided I’d have another day at the races, despite the weather forecast being dire for the weekend.

Unfortunately I had to go alone to the races again.  I did ask my friend Mark if he’d like to come along, but he wished to catch up with his shopping, having been out for most of Saturday following his favourite football team who had played an away game at Basingstoke. 

Sunday dawned wet and windy but, as the gates opened at 12:10, it gave me plenty of time to do my washing, take a shower, log on to the internet to check the racing news, and update and amend a few of my website pages in preparation for its forthcoming launch.

Having checked off the contents of my bags to ensure I’d not forgotten any items, I set off from home at 11:15.  I’m notorious for taking anything I think I might need, including the proverbial ‘kitchen sink’ – just ask my friend Denise about the items I would pack in preparation for my annual visits to the Wimbledon tennis tournament.  

My journey took me around the country lanes to join the A1(M) near Welwyn Garden City.  The driving conditions were pretty bad as there was much surface water on the motorway.  The journey is very easy, follow the A1 to within a mile of the racecourse, down the slip-road to a roundabout, joining the A14 heading east, and then shortly afterwards bear off to the left and into the racecourse entrance itself.

As it was a cold, wet, blustery day, the attendance was relatively small – especially when compared to August Bank Holiday Monday.  This made the drive to the parking area extremely easy, although I was early too, having arrived at around 12:15.  Unfortunately my car got very mud splattered due to the rutted driveway, so would need to be washed the following weekend.   Having changed from my trainers into my flat boots (I had to be careful about my choice of footwear whilst the scar on my foot was healing – the scar is barely an inch long but lies along the top of my tendon where a pair of shoes can easily rub – hence the source of the original problem) and not forgetting my large purple and green ‘Wimbledon’ umbrella, I locked my car and headed to the entrance to pay my £15 admission fee and purchase a race-card.

Today’s meeting also hosts the annual Mascot Grand National, sponsored by John Smith’s.  It appeared that all the competing mascots had congregated in the Winners’ Enclosure, with a few in the Parade Ring too.  The familiar voice of Derek Thompson could be heard over the address system as he interviewed many of the competitors from the Winner’s Podium prior to the event.  I walked over to watch them and to listen to his amusing(?) comments.  Not all the mascots represented a football team; some represented charities, and others, leisure centres.  There were 75 entries listed in the race-card.

The Mascot Grand National was advertised to start at 13:10 but it soon became apparent that it would be run earlier than expected as the competitors exited the paddock and started down the track to the racecourse and the spectators were encouraged to take their place in the stands.  The mascots paraded down the course past the stands to the start, which was just after the last flight of hurdles.  Poor old Bertie Bassett, representing Cadburys, fell over and had to be helped to his feet even before he had passed the stands on his way to the start! 

Dirty tactics were positively encouraged, so much so that one of the likely contenders for the title was tackled as he jumped the final obstacle.  As he was only slightly impeded by this attack, he ran on to take second or third place.  For his pains, the ‘attacker’ suffered worse and needed to be helped to his feet.

The winner, with a clear round (and a clear run) was last year’s winner, Wacky Macky Bear representing Saffron Walden Town Football Club. (Not Wacky Backy as Tommo had evidently called him last year, causing a little embarrassment in translation!)

The victor and the vanquished mascots made their way back to the grassed area in front of the Weighing Room, where a presentation and photo session took place.  Every competing mascot received a medal.

As the weather was wet and windy, I decided to take my place high up in the stand to await the first race.  Unlike my first visit to Huntingdon on August Bank Holiday Monday, there was a viewing screen located in centre course on this occasion.  I was therefore able to watch pictures of the Racing UK Team presenting from paddock side and the broadcast from Paris of the Prix de l’Arc de Triomphe fixture. 

This included the Prix de l’Abbaye, which degenerated into a farce when one of the stalls failed to open and the remainder of the field was unsure if there was to be an official recall.  One unfortunate horse, the Hungarian entry, raced all the way to the line before pulling up.  The race was rerun at 17:15, but three entries were withdrawn.  British entries finished second (Moorhouse Lad) and third (Borderlescott), but the jockeys reported that the edge had been slightly taken off their mounts following the false start.   The unbeaten filly, Zarkava, won the Prix de l’Arc de Triomphe – despite her trainer being very downbeat about the going conditions when they interviewed him on At The Races that morning.

Anyway, back to the matter in hand.  Choc was scheduled to ride in four races, a Juvenile Hurdle at 15:15 aboard Joshua; a Handicap Chase at 15:50 aboard Thistlecraft; a Novices’ Hurdle at 16:20 aboard Motorjm; and a andicap H

Handicap Hurdle at 17:20 aboard Dillay Brook.  In the event, Choc’s final ride was withdrawn as the ground conditions had changed from good, to good to soft on both the hurdle and chase courses.  The water jump and the open-ditch in front of the stands were omitted from the chase track too.

The first race of the day was a Handicap Hurdle, won by Will the Till, trained by Evan Williams, ridden by Donal Fahy.  Second was the favourite, Mister Wiseman, and third Oenologue.  I decided to go to the Winners’ Enclosure/Parade Ring to watch the horses came back, and then view those preparing for the second race.  

The second race was a Novices’ Steeplechase.  Ellerslie Tom jumped very erratically, sometimes out to the left, and tried to slam on the brakes at the fence at the end of the home straight first time around. However, on the wet ground he just slide towards the fence and decided to take off and jump it.  Eventually he appeared to have totally lost his confidence and was pulled up.  One of the fancied runners, Hypnotic Vibes ridden by Christan Williams, pulled up lame.  The race was won by the grey, Albinus, ridden by Darren O’Dwyer.

Having returned to the Winners’ Enclosure/Parade Ring after the second race, I was now very much looking forward to Choc’s first ride of the day.  The rain had stopped, but there was a stiff cold breeze blowing.  I thought my winter coat would keep me warm, but it didn’t.  I should have known better, as many a year I’ve queued at Wimbledon, in the middle of summer, wearing a coat and have felt cold!

I spotted his mount, Joshua, being led around the ring.  He was tossing his head around, and eventually he was taken into one of the closed boxes to be saddled up.  Choc came into the paddock with the other jockeys, and stood in clear view whilst receiving his instructions.  When it was time to mount, he came towards me and stood almost within touching distance waiting for the horse to approach, whence he was legged up into the saddle.  At close quarters I noticed his blonde hair was just beginning to grow long enough to peep out beneath the back of his helmet.

Choc was one of the last to leave the paddock so I walked around to the stand and took my place quite high up on the terrace and watched him canter past on his way to the start at the end of the back straight.  It was a Juvenile Novices’ Hurdle.  Santa Clara set off in front, jumping erratically, but at least she didn’t catapult her rider into the air as she’d done at Plumpton a couple of weeks ago.  Joshua travelled well for most of the race, but latterly Choc was pushing hard, and his mount stayed on to finish fourth.  The race was won by Dontpaytheferryman, trained by Evan Williams, ridden by Christian Williams. 

When I walked around to the Winners’ Enclosure I passed a tall slim blonde lady, whom I recognised to be Choc’s fiancée, Meally, on her way towards the Weighing Room having viewed the race.  Choc returned to fourth spot in the Winners’ Enclosure, unsaddled and spoke to the connections before returning to the Weighing Room.

The horses soon appeared for the next race, this time Choc was riding Thistlecraft in a Handicap Steeplechase.  I glanced around and saw that Meally was perched, precariously, on the railings at the top of the viewing platform.  The jockeys came into the paddock, mounted and set out for the course.

Again I took my place in the stand, in time to see the horses canter past, then turn around to canter away to our left to reach the start at the beginning of the back straight.  Then they were off.  Thistlecraft made a mistake at the last fence down the back straight, slipping and stumbling on landing but Choc survived this error.  He was pushing his mount along by the time he reached the end of the back straight second time around, but the horse did okay as he finished fourth, just touched off on the line for third, by Cool Roxy.  The race was won by Loita Hills, ridden by Richard Johnson.

As Choc had finished fourth again, he returned to the Winners’ Enclosure to unsaddle once more.  My mobile had rung whilst I was watching the race, although I’d left it unanswered, so I checked to see who it was and made a phone call to home.  Evidently the satellite receiver had been turned off accidentally and I’d lost some of my race recording - typical.  Luckily, however, this had been reset once the channel details had been researched in Satellite Week!  Panic over. 

I turned my attention to the Parade Ring once more, and I noticed that Meally had again arrived to watch Choc.  Then, and this is totally against my shy and retiring nature, I plucked up courage and decided to approach her to introduce myself as Choc’s super-fan, the one who had been mentioned on the Eclipse website as biding in advance for a lock of Choc’s hair.  I asked her to thank Choc for agreeing to my request for a lock.  She asked my name, and I went on to say that I enjoyed reading her first NagWAG diary, and asked her if it was to be an ongoing journal.  Yes, a fortnightly diary blog was planned. I explained that I had been taking some photographs for a Choc Thornton ‘appreciation’ website I planned to set up shortly, and that I hoped Choc wouldn’t mind – she thought it would be fine by him.  She is very sweet, and has large strikingly blue eyes.

By the time I had returned to the side of the Parade Ring, the horses were going out onto the racecourse and it was time to return to the grandstand once more.  Choc’s mount in this race was Motarjm, who I’d seen him riding at Stratford Upon Avon in June.  Unfortunately, on that occasion, he’d been brought down at the last flight by Sendani (ridden by Tony McCoy) when challenging for the lead.  The horses cantered by the grandstand on their way to the start, which was at the end of the back straight. 

Motarjm travelled well during the race, in 5th place at first then, by the end of the first circuit he had moved up into 3rd place.  He was still in third place when he made an error at the second last, and faded into 6th just on the line.  Flagstone, trained by Martin Keighley, was also competing in this race.  I enjoy reading Martin’s blog, which he updates almost daily. Occasionally Choc will get a mention – like Choc having donated his ‘heavy duty’ washing machine to Martin’s training operation when he no longer needed it following his house move in 2007!

I returned to the Parade Ring, and saw Choc return to the Weighing Room after dismounting in tree lined area to my right.

Despite Choc having finished his rides for the day, I decided to stay for races 6 and 7 on the card.  The 6th race was another hurdle race, the second division of the Novices’ event.  Upon reaching the start, one horse’s bandages had become dangerously loose, and this resulted in them being removed completely and the horse withdrawn. Luckily it was outsider, Pat Will. However, the grey mare, Argento Luna then decided she didn’t wish to join the others as they approached the tape, instead she appeared to prefer the company of the withdrawn animal.  Finally she was trotted in, Dominic Elsworth jumping onboard and finding his stirrups as the field raced away. It was fortunate as the mare went on to win the race impressively.

The skies cleared and the sun came out just in time for the last race, although this made viewing difficult as the stands at Huntingdon face west!  The race was uneventful and was won by Orchard House, again trained by Evan Williams, ridden by Christian Williams.  A treble for Evan, and a double for Christian. 

After the schedule had been completed there were two pony races planned, the first of which I stayed to watch.  One young girl was lucky to escape injury when her pony reared up in the Parade Ring, and she slipped off its back.  I noticed Carl Llewellyn was watching the pony races from the raised disabled platform.  One bookie was even taking bets on the runners.

By this time the traffic was flowing easily away from the course so I set off for the car park and home. The sun, being low in the sky, caused a problem with visibility as I approached the racecourse exit. The journey home was uneventful and it was almost dark by the time I reached home, being around 19:00.

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