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Registration Number: 7
Show: 2016 TS Fountain Of Youth Stakes
Horses Name: BTs Tortuga
Riders Name:  Riley Henderson
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Previous Experience: n/a
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Prizes Donated: 50 points to 1st

Featured Horse
Gun's For Hands

Story - 687 words
Dimitry had been starting to wonder if Tortuga was ready for the big races i he knew it was a risk entering her into the fountain of youth stakes the other horses were more more experienced,knew the form of things, it wasn't that she hadn't ran well in the last race in fact she had beaten Blaklion who had seemed to start off to fast and burned out around the final corner. Although all these things weighed on his mind there had been some good indications that Tortuga knew how to handle herself, she was a little slow on the take off but powered through steadily catching up on the others, she had more than enough stamina for these shorter races, Dimitry had made a point on getting her running longer distances especially on the gallops back home with the gradual gradient. Tortuga was certainly not lacking determination a characteristic she inherited from her father.

The black filly was lean with a deep chest and long legs her dark coat shimmered in the sun, she seemed to radiate confidence as she was lead out of the trailer and let out a little whinny when she noticed she was back at Gulfstream Park. The team form Blacktyde Stables had decided to stay in the US between the Holy Bull and The fountain of youth, there wasnt much point travelling back to Northern Ireland only to have to pack back up and head back for the US again shortly after, so they had found a facillity to stay about 2 hours drive from the track. It seemed other had had the same idea there were many familliar faces seen at the holy bull. Tortuga attempted to get the attention of a white filly, FHF Witching Hour who as she passed looked back and let out a little nicker. "See girl your making some friends" Dimitry laughed patting her on the shoulder as he passed by. Tortuga began trotting towards the stables pulling Brent along behind her, "Woahhh girl, easy the race hasn't started yet" he said loudly but to no avail Tortuga continued to drag him along into the stable building passed other horses, their handlers and trainers who looked on bemused as the red haired man was pulled along by an over keen horse suddenly she stopped outside a stall pawing the ground impatiently thats when she noticed another horse in the stall she laid her ears back and let out a loud snort clearly not ammused at the situation Brent recovered his breath and put two and two together it seemed that Tortuga had remembered the exact stall she was in last time "Oh i see whats happened here, No girl were not in here today" he said leading her off to a box further along.

Her mood had been soured by the incident she was reluctant to be lead out into the saddling padock pulling on the reins , flicking her tail loudly throwing her head about, by the time they got there the rest of the Blacktyde team was on hand they were doing last minute grooming on Blacklion who's coat shone brightly. Tortugas tack sat on top of the grooming box Brent called Verity over "Verity, could you hold her for me shes being a bit of a handful this morning" Variety jogged over give a hand. she took hold of the reins as Brent finished up grooming and added the saddle as he tightened up the girth Tortuga decided that she had had enough and bolted pulling free from Verity's grasp and ran towards the end of the paddock , a number of other grooms and and trainers rushed over to help catch her before she did any damage to herself or anyone else it wasnt long before a few of the stewards managed to corner her she realised the fight was up and began to calm down brent had finally caught up taking her reins once again and lead her back to the paddock. "You've got a feisty on your hands there" a steward shouted over, Brent replied " Oh don't we know it!".

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Registration Number: 8
Show: 2016 TS Fountain Of Youth Stakes
Horses Name: RDs Blaklion
Riders Name: Dylan Coyne
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Previous Experience: (see info about this under Judging section)
   2015 White Blood Winter Maiden Sprint      The cold doesnt bother me anyway 1st Place
2016 White Blood Spring Mile Spring Mile      1st Place
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Prizes Donated: 50 points to 1st

Featured Horse
BP's Kodiak Rose

Story -520 words
Otto Seemed more relaxed this race day, maybe the fact he had been here before calmed him down whatever it was Dimity hoped he would get over it as he gained more experience. Back at home Otto was such a well mannered horse, easy going and keen to work hard for his rider, his confidence was growing and he was constantly bettering himself on the track back home. As soon as he was loaded into the trailer ready to leave for a race he began to show signs of stress, his nature became unpredictable and difficult to deal with and he was know to become a little aggressive towards the other horses up until the time the race begins when he leaves the gate he flies out down the track, maybe he feels the faster he runs the more his worries will leave him or as Dylan had put it "He feels like a big bundle of nerves, skittish and uneasy when he hears the bell something changes he feels like a different horse as he sets out along the straight"

"What are we going to do with you boy" Dimitry said burring his hand into the colts loose mane Otto nuzzled him looking at him calmly with his icy blue eye, he loved to run but was the stress of race day worth it "You still want to do this don't you boy? If we could just figure out what gets you anxious" Otto closed his eyes held his head low as dimitry stroked his velvety muzzle, he loved to spend some quiet time with the horses getting to know them better, time seemed to stop the hubbub of noise in the outside the stall , the horses and people bustling to and fro just seemed to fade away into the distance as they stood there in their own little world. It wasnt long before the peace was disrupted "Let me take him it's time to head out to the paddock" Verity said as she entered the stall "Oohh look at him how'd you get him so relaxed" She said surprised "Ah we just spent a little time getting to know each other better" He replied Verity lead the colt out of the stall down the aisle and through the doors at the end of the stables it was bright out, here eyes took a second to readjust as they walked out into the open. The nose of people grew otto began to loose his calm a little his ears flicking to and fro as the tried to focus on all the voices. He was tied up as verity set to work finishing up his coat making sure he looked his best, putting on the saddle and making final checks he was all ready to go,

Verity spotted Tortuga walking in looking less than impressed throwing a bit of a huff as she attempted to lash her tail on Brent She wasnt surprised in the slightest when Brent asked for a hand with the young filly Verity handed Otto over to Dimitry while she rushed to help the grumpy filly

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Description
Registration Number: 7
Show: 2016 TS Fountain Of Youth Stakes
Horses Name: BTs Tortuga
Riders Name:  Riley Henderson
Extra Images:
unload &Havoc
Previous Experience: n/a
Advertisement: n/a
Prizes Donated: 50 points to 1st

Featured Horse
Gun's For Hands

Story - 687 words
Dimitry had been starting to wonder if Tortuga was ready for the big races i he knew it was a risk entering her into the fountain of youth stakes the other horses were more more experienced,knew the form of things, it wasn't that she hadn't ran well in the last race in fact she had beaten Blaklion who had seemed to start off to fast and burned out around the final corner. Although all these things weighed on his mind there had been some good indications that Tortuga knew how to handle herself, she was a little slow on the take off but powered through steadily catching up on the others, she had more than enough stamina for these shorter races, Dimitry had made a point on getting her running longer distances especially on the gallops back home with the gradual gradient. Tortuga was certainly not lacking determination a characteristic she inherited from her father.

The black filly was lean with a deep chest and long legs her dark coat shimmered in the sun, she seemed to radiate confidence as she was lead out of the trailer and let out a little whinny when she noticed she was back at Gulfstream Park. The team form Blacktyde Stables had decided to stay in the US between the Holy Bull and The fountain of youth, there wasnt much point travelling back to Northern Ireland only to have to pack back up and head back for the US again shortly after, so they had found a facillity to stay about 2 hours drive from the track. It seemed other had had the same idea there were many familliar faces seen at the holy bull. Tortuga attempted to get the attention of a white filly, FHF Witching Hour who as she passed looked back and let out a little nicker. "See girl your making some friends" Dimitry laughed patting her on the shoulder as he passed by. Tortuga began trotting towards the stables pulling Brent along behind her, "Woahhh girl, easy the race hasn't started yet" he said loudly but to no avail Tortuga continued to drag him along into the stable building passed other horses, their handlers and trainers who looked on bemused as the red haired man was pulled along by an over keen horse suddenly she stopped outside a stall pawing the ground impatiently thats when she noticed another horse in the stall she laid her ears back and let out a loud snort clearly not ammused at the situation Brent recovered his breath and put two and two together it seemed that Tortuga had remembered the exact stall she was in last time "Oh i see whats happened here, No girl were not in here today" he said leading her off to a box further along.

Her mood had been soured by the incident she was reluctant to be lead out into the saddling padock pulling on the reins , flicking her tail loudly throwing her head about, by the time they got there the rest of the Blacktyde team was on hand they were doing last minute grooming on Blacklion who's coat shone brightly. Tortugas tack sat on top of the grooming box Brent called Verity over "Verity, could you hold her for me shes being a bit of a handful this morning" Variety jogged over give a hand. she took hold of the reins as Brent finished up grooming and added the saddle as he tightened up the girth Tortuga decided that she had had enough and bolted pulling free from Verity's grasp and ran towards the end of the paddock , a number of other grooms and and trainers rushed over to help catch her before she did any damage to herself or anyone else it wasnt long before a few of the stewards managed to corner her she realised the fight was up and began to calm down brent had finally caught up taking her reins once again and lead her back to the paddock. "You've got a feisty on your hands there" a steward shouted over, Brent replied " Oh don't we know it!".

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Registration Number: 8
Show: 2016 TS Fountain Of Youth Stakes
Horses Name: RDs Blaklion
Riders Name: Dylan Coyne
Extra Images:
Untitled & unload
Previous Experience: (see info about this under Judging section)
   2015 White Blood Winter Maiden Sprint      The cold doesnt bother me anyway 1st Place
2016 White Blood Spring Mile Spring Mile      1st Place
Advertisement: n/a
Prizes Donated: 50 points to 1st

Featured Horse
BP's Kodiak Rose

Story -520 words
Otto Seemed more relaxed this race day, maybe the fact he had been here before calmed him down whatever it was Dimity hoped he would get over it as he gained more experience. Back at home Otto was such a well mannered horse, easy going and keen to work hard for his rider, his confidence was growing and he was constantly bettering himself on the track back home. As soon as he was loaded into the trailer ready to leave for a race he began to show signs of stress, his nature became unpredictable and difficult to deal with and he was know to become a little aggressive towards the other horses up until the time the race begins when he leaves the gate he flies out down the track, maybe he feels the faster he runs the more his worries will leave him or as Dylan had put it "He feels like a big bundle of nerves, skittish and uneasy when he hears the bell something changes he feels like a different horse as he sets out along the straight"

"What are we going to do with you boy" Dimitry said burring his hand into the colts loose mane Otto nuzzled him looking at him calmly with his icy blue eye, he loved to run but was the stress of race day worth it "You still want to do this don't you boy? If we could just figure out what gets you anxious" Otto closed his eyes held his head low as dimitry stroked his velvety muzzle, he loved to spend some quiet time with the horses getting to know them better, time seemed to stop the hubbub of noise in the outside the stall , the horses and people bustling to and fro just seemed to fade away into the distance as they stood there in their own little world. It wasnt long before the peace was disrupted "Let me take him it's time to head out to the paddock" Verity said as she entered the stall "Oohh look at him how'd you get him so relaxed" She said surprised "Ah we just spent a little time getting to know each other better" He replied Verity lead the colt out of the stall down the aisle and through the doors at the end of the stables it was bright out, here eyes took a second to readjust as they walked out into the open. The nose of people grew otto began to loose his calm a little his ears flicking to and fro as the tried to focus on all the voices. He was tied up as verity set to work finishing up his coat making sure he looked his best, putting on the saddle and making final checks he was all ready to go,

Verity spotted Tortuga walking in looking less than impressed throwing a bit of a huff as she attempted to lash her tail on Brent She wasnt surprised in the slightest when Brent asked for a hand with the young filly Verity handed Otto over to Dimitry while she rushed to help the grumpy filly

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refs
horses (traced) Race Horses by sim-stock Racehorses OO5 by Kida-Stock
bg i.ytimg.com/vi/07OGK6rqZFc/max…