Brightwells Horse Auction

Yesterday I went to Brightwells horse auction at Addington Manor Equestrian Centre with Sheryl and the family who own Oscar. No-one was looking to buy anything – they were all a little out of our price range with horses going for almost £30,00 – so we did a bit of ‘window shopping’.

We arrived before the auction started so we went down to the stable to cuddle some horses. The stables were packed full of potential buyers and people like us just being nosy to see what was there. Vicky showed us some horses that they had spotted earlier in the day and that she liked, so they got a few extra cuddles.

Heading back to the arena, we went and found our table. Number 13 was right right next to the arena with a good view of the jumps and the horses coming in. Shortly, the first horse came in. The first two horses were shown under saddle, and jumped the two jumps that were set up to a fair height. Then the first loose horse came in. This came me a bit of a shock to be honest. Thinking about it, I should have expected it to race around and throw in some bucks and tight turns, but I didn’t, and it was a bit unnerving when they looked like they might jump the picket fence onto our table… 

In the first few that came in, quite a lot got bids in the high 20 thousands, but didn’t reach the reserve. But at the end of the day, all you know a horse can do is what you’ve seen it do, in that circumstance. Under saddle or in a different place, they may be completely different. It takes a very good eye to be successful buying a horse at auction. Someone also mentioned that although they are vetted twice – 30 days prior and a few days before – they’re not doped when they’re vetted, they may well be when you see them. I’m not disregarding buying horses at auction completely – there were some VERY nice horses go through last night, and the Russells have successfully bought nice horses from there before. But you could be very unlucky.

Then the meal arrived, and it was good. To start we had sea bass fish cakes with a bit of salmon on the side (I gave the salmon to Sheryl – well I tried, it ended half on her plate and half on the table). Then for main course it was roast beef and Yorkshire puddings, with roast potatoes, carrot and beans. The food was so good and I ate so much, by the time dessert of vanilla cheesecake with berry coulis arrived I couldn’t eat it all! (Note to self – don’t wear those trousers when I’m going to be eating a lot again – they haven’t got enough give in them ;) )

So we watched a LOT of amazing horses go through, and had quite a good time dancing to the music aswell. Here are a few pictures of some of our favourites.

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Because who doesn’t want a tiny shiny tractor!?!

 

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She’s pwiddy :)

 

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Bottled beef, anyone?

 

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Pretty chestnut showing off
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This guy was by far the best jumper of the night – top of the wings! Only went for 6.5 :O
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Here’s another picture of our friend with springs as legs!

 

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‘Total fitstick’ as Debz would say ;) This black stallion caught everybody’s eye!

 

 

 

 

 

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4 thoughts on “Brightwells Horse Auction

  1. Buying a high-end jumper is so different: generally, they couldn’t give a crap about temperament. They just want to hear its bloodlines and see its technique and scope: they’ll take feisty, grumpy, sharp, whatever, as long as it’s well put together for the job. Short of buying a little companion pony cheap as chips, I think there’s such a huge risk for the buyers in between the 2 extremes. Give me a private seller or reputable dealer who knows their horse inside and out every time!

    I think “fitstick” is the technical jargon for a sexy black stallion… *drools*

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