28/05/2026
Stories from a Lifetime with Horses ....
In the quiet moments, learning and growing - every ride a step closer to my dream.
After leaving Herbert Rehbein, which was an extraordinary experience, I returned to England to stay with Jenny Loriston-Clarke. I lived in her home, where I kept Unkenruf, Mazagran, and another horse called Blueberry. My time with Jenny was magical—I learned so much, not just from riding, but from everything that surrounded the stable. I spent hours learning how to handle horses, turn them out, and develop a keen eye for a show hunter or hack as we visited competitions.
Of course, it wasn’t all smooth. As I said, Mazagran reached a point where we realized he wouldn’t progress as far as we hoped. One funny memory sticks out—I answered the phone one day in Jenny’s office, and a woman from Belgium inquired about a black Arab stallion for dressage. I explained that Arabs weren’t really suited, but we had a black Trakehner stallion we were considering. Long story short, they flew over with their entourage in a private jet. When they came, I wasn’t well, so Jenny rode him. I warned her about his buck, and sure enough, he tried it—right in front of them. But the lady, impressed, said, “Oh, I like him—he’s got spirit.” And despite his buck, they bought him. Later, they flew me over to Belgium to teach her, and from that, she eventually became an international rider—not on Mazagran, but it gave her a huge leap forward.
Another time at Jenny’s, she invited Ferdie Eilberg—her trainer—to come from Germany to help prepare Dutch Courage, her first warmblood, for the World Championships. And it was there, with Ferdie's guidance, that Jenny won the bronze medal at Goodwood in Great Britain—a dream come true. It was an incredible time, and it was Ferdie who, seeing my dedication, offered me a chance to return to Germany with Unkenruf. And so, that next step took me back to Germany, where a whole new chapter of my dressage journey began.