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25May 18




Approved stallions are kept in separate paddocks. Artificial insemination for the mares is the safe way to go. By the time the foal is due the mare is kept in, at least at night, so the birth can happen safely and controlled. Isn't that the way you're supposed to do it? 

No, actually, at least not in Adam Ellery's books. Adam finds a young stallion with breeding he fancies and starts jumping him. If he likes what he feels and sees, -and the results at shows are good- he throws him in the field with his mares, some twenty of them. No scanning, waste of money and most times it's fine.

The foals are born in the field, with the stallion there, as well. A lot less risk at nasty infections than in the stable and also not the mess when a mare accidentally injures her foal.

Well, what can I say? Not much, if it works, it works. And for Adam it seems that way. Why make life more complicated than it is?




Adam likes the warmblood horse. This was sparked even more so when, some years ago, he googled of the cuff some yards in Holland and just happened to come across Ilse Bosch from the well known and connected 'Gebr.Bosch' yard.

Typical, luck on his side! Ilse took Adam around the east of Holland and also 'popped' into the famous stud of Team Nijhof. Yes, that was quite something, to see Heartbreaker and Clinton at their home, the living legends of the international jumping world.

Adam ended up buying a young Eldorado from the Gebr. Bosch, now very successfully competing. I had to help him a bit with the name. 'Eldorado from the, uhm...'. 'Zeshoek', I said. Yes, that one! Why do Dutch breeders make the names of their horses so complicated for their potential foreign customers! 

Adam's visit also brought him the contact with Dutch dealer Henny Schennink, where son Harvey is now training (see previous blog).




Let's go back some thirty-odd years when I moved here. My very first pupil was Lorraine Ball, who had several young horses she bred herself. She used to bring them to Adam to be backed and they always came back happy and ready to go on. Apparently it was a bit wild up there. Not too many fences, and various horses were wandering among tractors, trailers and various other farming implements. 

Hmm, I thought, if I did that it would turn into mayhem and the vet would be a regular visitor. I wonder what kind of a guy this is...




From then on I kept on hearing his name, generally connected to a horse with a problem. Next thing, my neighbours both got hurt when trying to clip their youngster for the first time. I went to cook for them that evening because neither of them were even able to put the kettle on, let alone cook a meal. They said Adam Ellery would come the next day and 'sort the bugger out'.

What time? Ten-ish? I'll be there. 




The clippers were humming happily, when I turned up the next morning, and the young grey was as relaxed as the guy holding the clippers. When I introduced myself, I immediately saw where Adam's strength was. Not a speck of adrenaline. Completely none! Just a relaxed grin without an ounce of tension.

Not long after that another rider, a pro, mentioned him. 'Adam rides everything on a long rein. No wonder they behave. He doesn't really ask anything.'

I had never seen him ride, so couldn't form an opinion.




Until I had a problem with my own horse. He was too big for me and increasingly awkward. I could not cope with him on the flat, but he jumped well, so I gave Adam a call.

I did understand that Adam possibly needed a little 'privacy' to tell my big boy that napping wasn't an option. So, I went inside for five minutes or so. When I came back, the horse was happily working away with a positive eye and Adam nodded his friendly grin.

The next weekend I drove to Poltimore, where my patience was tested to the extreme, with Adam turning up more than last minute (normal!), but just in time to jump a clear round (also normal). Whatever length his reins were, it worked.




Back to the here and now. Adam is as busy as ever. Nearly not a weekend goes by or he is at a competition with several horses, also with his new stallion High Hopes Condor (Caretino X Capitol I).

Adam has a clever partner, Sarah, who has made a very decent  website. 'Westcountry Sports Horses' sounds good and eyes professional. The fact that the yard is only a few miles from Newquay airport is a bonus. A few nearby B&B's add to an easy and pleasant stay.

This is how Adam ended up with a contact in the States with whom he owns a couple of horses. His contact pays some livery and  competition fees, Adam trains and competes. When this foreign rider likes the horse he buys Adam's share and has it brought to the States for himself. When they both decide the horse is ready to be sold, they share the profit. What a super formula. 

Adam likes buying from Mark Bosanko, of whom I regularly see good horses on my travels.





It is obvious. Without the computer and Newquay airport it would have been impossible for Adam to be this successful in the furthest point of the UK. Also, I am convinced Adam has, other than being an excellent horseman, a little angel on his shoulder. When I told him that on my visit to the yard, he gave me that typical 'Ellery-grin' again.




It may seem a touch unusual, when you live upcountry or even abroad, to go and look for a horse in the furthest point of the UK. Still, it is so worth it. If anything, you will have a brilliant holiday. Cornwall is stunningly beautiful. And you may find that horse you were looking for! 


Top picture: the stallion High Hopes Condor (Caretino X Capitol I)

Second: mares and foals

Third: 6-year-old gelding by Bamako De Muze

Bottom: Cornwall is beautiful!





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18Apr 18




Do I yet again have to write a blog about the Dutch 'wilderness' project Oostvaardersplassen, after my two previous Dutch blogs about the same subject? Yes, I think so, more than 3000 animals starved to death, or shot during the process of starvation, during this winter, is horrendous and completely unacceptable. This after years of overpopulation through cruel management of a few ecologists who, under supervision of ecologist Frans Vera, dreamed up a plan to recreate ‘wilderness’ on 56 squared kilometers of wet polderland, which failed its purpose for agriculture.

Do I always agree with how everyone wants to solve it? No, but I am allowed my own opinion.

Do I find Annemieke and Cynthia two cool women with a lot of guts and determination? Yes, absolutely.

Do I think that wild ponies should be petted? No, they are wild and should remain so.

Do I think that the charity and Facebook page ‘Annemieke and Cynthia’ have achieved a lot? Yes, respect.




I think that through their Facebook page 'Cynthia and Annemieke', and through their efforts and endless commitment, the Netherlands, including the people who have other hobbies than horse riding, has finally woken up. Nobody is anymore able to ignore the drama of the Oostvaardersplassen. Annemieke and Cynthia really have gone ‘the whole hog’ to get national, even international attention.

I see it on my timeline from all kinds of countries. Germany, England, America and Italy, just to name a few.




Yet another demonstration with slow-moving and honking cars and a 'silent march' at the local council with even a man on his knees begging for change. A minute of silence with flowers and crosses at the Oostvaardersplassen. Extreme? Yes. Tasteless? To be honest, those crosses and a minute's silence belong to something completely different for me, but that probably has to do with my age. Effective? Yes.

It is also an extreme and more than tasteless situation, there in the Oostvaarderplassen. So, you can expect that kind of an emotional reaction, even if it is not your type of reaction.




This is also the opinion of Dutch biologist Patrick van Veen, who today offers his petition for a policy change in this so-called 'wilderness' with no fewer than 123,000 signatures to the Dutch government in The Hague. He would not participate in those demonstrations himself, he says in a local newspaper, but he does understand the reaction of the protesters. The fact that he actually mentions them, perhaps not their names but certainly their actions, says enough about how broad the range of the charity ‘Annemieke and Cynthia’ has become.

Because of this biologist with his ‘quiet diplomacy’, 123,000 signatures have now arrived in The Hague. Not someone from the horse world - very important, because the non-horse-loving people sometimes see us as a weird breed- but someone who understands people like Annemieke, Cynthia and their 50,000 followers, and that is what it's all about. It is really on the move, this protest. It is finally starting to become an unstoppable and a growing wave, which is what is so badly needed to halt this gruesome project.

Maybe our Dutch Minister Carola Schouten, who has done absolutely nothing, will finally stop looking the other way.




And Annemieke and Cynthia are right. Especially now, now that the green on the Oostvaardersplassen is breaking through again and the urgency seems to be less, we have got to continue. Because with this management it will happen again, and again, and again...

Meanwhile, and with perfect timing, the media campaign has begun, and all followers and generous donors can now actually see the results of their pennies.

An advertisement in one of the bigger national newspapers and soon a commercial on TV.




The last shot is probably not yet fired, but there is movement. And much of that due to the huge amount of work from Annemieke and Cynthia.  So, hats off and keep up the good work!

Oh, and by the way, the more followers, the better, even though we may not always agree together, together we are a lot stronger and that is what it's all about right now.

So, join the Facebook page ‘Annemieke en Cynthia’. Sign the petition of Patrick van Veen which is on my timeline and help the Netherlands to soon be able to face the rest of the world without feeling deeply ashamed of themselves. Thanks to all who care.


Top picture: the start of the media campaign in one of the dutch national newspapers.

Bottom: Annemieke and Cynthia at the fence where the animals wait in desperation for some food.

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04Apr 18




When I moved to Cornwall, some thirty years ago, it took some doing to find a decent warmblood. If I saw one, its back was too long, the legs were crooked, or an ugly Roman nose was spoiling the good bits.

This has changed quite impressively in the last ten or so years and Adam Ellery is one of the horsemen in Cornwall who made that happen. I have known Adam for quite some time. Other than his talent as a trainer he was also known for stretching the word 'directly' into unknown territory. 

Example, I once stood with my horsebox at a horse show somewhere in Devon, becoming quite worked up, wondering whether Adam would actually turn up to jump my horse in a class which had already started. Adam drove into the lorry park in a most relaxed way, just in time to do a quick pop over a practice jump, proceeding to do, of course, an impeccable clear round. What on earth was I worried about...




These days Adam is running his business Westcountry Sports Horses and very successfully indeed. His guts to look across borders and make contacts in my home country, the Netherlands, has helped him to not only buy, but also breed some very good stock. Also, nearly not a weekend passes without a great bunch of pictures and a write-up on Facebook about yet again a successful show, often with three or more horses.

And that is for someone who once seemed to mostly prefer to spend his time in the hunting field with a horse on a long rein no mean achievement. The fact that Adam doesn't mind taking a risk here and there seems to work in his advantage.




And then, just before my visit to my old stomping grounds in Gelderland, my friend Elze called to say that during her weekly training session in the yard of Henny Schennink she had met a young guy from Cornwall. His name was Harvey and he was the son of a pig farmer, show jumper. Well, I did not need long to work out whose son this was.

When I contacted Adam he told me that he knew Henny from having gone there to buy horses.

So, when I was there, I thought it would be fun to pay a visit to the Schennink yard and meet this young Cornishman. Hopefully useful for my blog for Dutch equine magazine the 'Hoefslag'.

Unfortunately, Henny himself was in Bulgaria for business and his partner, dressage rider Karin Petterson, was in India for clinics. But Henny was kind enough to not mind me visiting young Harvey who was holding the fort.

There are great plans for the Schennink yard. A facelift is on the agenda. When my friend and I drove up I did have to think of my old lorry, of which my husband always said, 'it only matters what's in it.'

Harvey just finished riding his first horse of the day and as he was getting the horse ready to bring back to its stable we chatted about what had brought him here. 




All on his own this young lad, eighteen years old, was running the show there for a few days. The responsibility for some twenty horses. We chatted along as Harvey was saddling his next ride. He told me that he learned a lot and felt very much at home. 'They treat me like a son'.

Although he had to work hard, he was chuffed to bits that Henny trusted him sufficiently to keep the place going in his absence. Harvey felt he was in the Mecca of the horse world, with most horse shows within only an hour of driving distance. That in comparison to Cornwall where endless hours were spent behind the wheel in order to compete.




Harvey is very happy with the amount of good horses he gets to ride. Possibly the chance to take part in Young Riders competitions. This was one of the reasons why it was good to leave Cornwall. 'I wouldn't consider myself shy of confidence, but I knew: if I stay at home I will never get the best horses. They go to my dad and I understand why, but that and wanting different experiences was a good reason to move here.'

Also, He learns a lot from Henny and with that a different approach which makes him more flexible in his training. 'Dad always says, you place the horse until two strides before the jump. after that it needs to learn to work it out for itself. Henny wants me to place them right up to the jump.' I recognized that immediately; Dutch style, this is how I was brought up.

Also his flatwork is going to another level. It was lovely to watch Harvey school his next horse, whereas he was still quietly continuing our conversation. How natural he worked on the inside track in nice straight lines, adding some circles and the odd leg yield here and there in a very natural and systematic way.




What will Harvey do next? Time will tell. For now, he is in the right place at the right time. For Henny Schennink this could be a perfect solution to run his yard at a different level. If Harvey takes after his father (possibly with a slightly better watch!) Henny has found the young man who is able to give is horses the training and education they need to be sold with confidence, which gives Henny more time and flexibility to focus on that side of the business.

For as long as Harvey feels he is appreciated for his efforts and gets the support and education he needs, he is in the right place at the right time.




When I was ready to leave, I asked Harvey to wait for me to translate the Dutch blog for the Dutch website into English for my own site, rather than use Google Translate, because it does some funny things with language. ‘No, I understand, I tried that for my French exam in school’, he said with the typical 'Ellery grin' on his face.

Oh, and by the way, the trade is going both ways. Henny has also come to Cornwall to buy a horse of Adam; a Dutch horse…


Top picture: Adam Ellery on the mare Fairway. Breeding: Baldwin B (Burggraaf) x Faram (Aram)

Two middle pictures: Harvey holding the fort at the Schennink yard

Bottom: Harvey Ellery jumping an approved stallion (Quidam de Revel X Carentino)


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21Mar 18



Today is the first day of spring and a proper one! After the sodden land finally drying up from a wet autumn all the way through a long and even wetter winter, we were surprised by Arctic blizzards with tons of snow on the first day of March. Can it get any crazier? Yes, March was not done with us yet, we were in for another blast. I admire how most of my pupils and the rest of the horse world have managed to keep going. I wholeheartedly agree: it has not been easy!

It was therefore a welcome break to sit indoors and watch Maarten van Stek at work on my visit to Holland in January. Very uplifting and motivating and as always I came home with some fresh and inovative ideas. Particularly Maarten's novel way of explaining complex things which makes it all of a sudden very 'uncomplex'.




I watched Maarten ride two horses. His wonderful William, who was then just coming back in the groove after a break and has recently done his first Inter II again; inching closer by the day to their Grand Prix debut.

After that Maarten rode a lovely horse belonging to an equally lovely rider who injured her back, which was another joy to watch. Talking to Feline confirmed something that I already knew. How lucky we are to have the chance to get Maarten across the pond for a few days!

Not only is Maarten in great demand as an instructor, he also has recently started to work together with the young and very talented rider Steve van der Woude. It looks like their aspirations to form a solid team which is capable of training horses of all ages and levels in a most thoughtful and caring way.Their philosophy is all about 'slow is good', rather than overlooking what the horse is actually able to give at that moment in its life.

This is also a great opportunity for owners whose horses are recovering from an injury through a thoroughly designed and personalized rehabilitation program.




The lesson with Bianca Zinger and her enthusiastic Friesian horse Kay was right up my alley. Not long before that I had had an exchange with Maarten about the often forgotten importance of the outside leg for a blog I wanted to write for Dutch equine magazine the 'Hoefslag'.

'Two legs' and 'on the wall, off the wall' were the expressions that were repeated regularly. With so much information available on social media, often banging on about riding from the inside leg into the outside rein, it is extremely important to be reminded that we also need the outside leg. For too many riders riding on the inside track is challenging because the emphasis is on the inside leg with the fence doing the rest and that is not helpful in the slightest to achieve a balanced horse which moves on 'line zero', another one of Maarten's great expressions.

The broom in order to explain the balance of the horse was so typically inventive for his way of explaining; a real 'Maarten special' and one I hope he will use on his next visit.




The day ended with a lovely meal (thank you, Marc!) and so it was time to make a plan. The clinics in the two previous years have been a huge success and so I am only too pleased to organize the third one. The dates are Wednesday May 9th, Thursday May 10th and Saturday May 12th. £80 per session.  Again in the lovely indoor school at Derowennek near Bodmin, owned by Vic Hunt.  You can contact me, Liz Barclay, through this website or through Messenger.

Maarten already put up a post last month and so we are filling up fast!


Top picture: Maarten with William doing a demo on the big Event Festival in Holland a beautiful sunny day.

Bottom: Bianca Zinger with Indalo-Keimpe, in short Kay.





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21Dec 17




Some time ago, Dutch Olympic rider and coach Tineke Bartels remembered in an article the time we used to have to ride with two reins on the snaffle as a preparation for riding with the double bridle. It was standard at the riding clubs when I was growing up.

That is how it was done. We were not allowed a double bridle until we were able to keep these two reins at the correct length as if they were connected to the bradoon and the curb.

It is a very innocent practice which makes the life for the horse far more fun, rather than being hassled around with two messy hands and a frustrated rider.




‘Thoombs doown!’ was the favourite phrase of one of our instructors, which made us all go in hysterics. Hence I never forgot.

‘Thumbs down’ is the only way to keep the control over the length of your reins and when you haven’t mastered this it will show as soon as the double goes into the mouth of your horse. It will become an uncomfortable handbrake with your horse having no choice other than to go on the forehand.




It is the dream of every aspiring dressage rider. Throughout history, the double bridle is connected to the higher level of dressage and correctly used it looks beautiful.

It is an art, where the bradoon gives the horse the contact it needs with the curb kept slightly longer. On the other hand, it is a terrible weapon when in the wrong hands, literally.

It needs a pair of experienced hands and should only be used when the horse is ready for it. Balanced, for the leg and relaxing comfortably through all the exercises in a snaffle. Certainly not when a horse is heavy in the mouth as a measure to achieve the desired lightness.




I am very lucky to have a great bunch of pupils, some of them having been with me for well over twenty years, who are committed and show every lesson they have done their homework. Some are very comfortable riding in a double, others are still dreaming of it and waiting patiently for themselves and their horse to be ready.




One of those riders is Liz Bailey with her horse George who is not ready for the double yet, but Liz is keen and greedy in the nicest kind of way. She has worked very hard on her home-bred gelding, after a rough start with not a whole lot of trust left in each other. George has finally succumbed to accepting the leg and is happy in his work, with Liz now realizing what little information he actually needs to do his job properly.

They are very comfortable at producing a decent Novice test, whereas during our lessons we play with a bit of shoulder-in and the baby half-pass. Also, George has taken a liking to the flying changes, after a very well-established counter canter.




However, this rider is still struggling at times to make her downward transitions uphill. It would be a terrible waste of time to now take that beautiful double bridle, which is waiting in the tack room, off the wall.

Chances are George would revert right back to being behind the bit. The last thing we want after all the work we’ve done. 




Just in time for Tineke Bartels to remind me in an article about the two reins on the snaffle. The perfect way for Liz to feel that she is working towards her dream.

Also, it is a reality check. Liz soon found out that keeping the curb consistently a tad longer was not at all easy, even when George went well. As soon as he had a bit of a difficult moment both reins were tight again.




Knowing Liz, it won’t take her long to get it right. It is now part of her regular homework. I do not mention it during the lesson if it is not quite right. It would become frustrating and we would not achieve anything else. We just go about our usual business and it is not until the end of the lesson when I tell her whether she has improved with her 'double'.

I am convinced that by the time George is ready Liz is capable to make it a comfortable transition for him. She will possibly have the curb rein a bit long. Not a problem, from there she can safely develop her feel.




Tineke Bartels, together with her daughter Imke, also an Olympic rider, are the trainers and coaches at Academy Bartels at the beautiful Culitsrode estate in the Netherlands.


Top Picture: Tineke Bartels

Bottom: Liz Bailey with George practicing two reins on a snaffle





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About Liz Barclay

Her love for horses together with her dedication made her into the trainer and dressage rider she is, today. She is versatile and inventive and likes a challenge; whether it is a technical training question, a confidence issue or a problem involving the management of the horse or pony.


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