I was able to go to "Cavalia" last Saturday with my friend Cheryle and her husband and that guy you've seen in a few photos. I'm not sure whether he wants to "publicly" be a part of my life but hanging around me is, well, kind of public.
We started out the evening by having dinner at Toby Keith's, not Toby's actual house (although I'm sure he'd love to have us over) but the restaurant. We were very disappointed when we found the bull ride we'd heard about was not there. Dang! The only attraction was the young waitresses running around in microscopic shorts. But we all went there for the food, don't ya know. Regardless of the atmosphere, the salmon Cheryle and I had was supreme!
You can't take photos of the Cavalia performance so all I have is photos of the printed canvases you see as you work your way into the tent.
I don't even know how to describe the show or I how I feel about it. There were several women around me that were teary-eyed because the horses and the interaction between the horses and humans was so touching and beautiful.
Even if you didn't like horse (I can't even imagine), the artistry and acrobatic feats were enough to keep you utterly entranced.
I am still trying to figure out how they did some things like there was some sort of mist coming down that they used to project images of horses walking across the stage -- very haunting and mystical. And on a more basic level, how was it that none of the horses ever pooped on stage?
I loved the lady that stood on the backs of two side-by-side horses with two more horses in front that she drove at a high speed around the stage. This woman looked so happy and wild. It was a perfect expression of the unbridled joy and freedom you feel around horses -- at least on a good horsey day.
(photo of photo in the event program)
Cheryle and I tried to emulate some of the trick western riding the day after the show but all I could manage was to gallop Luke around the outdoor arena while whooping and hollering and waving my hand above my head. Luke seemed to enjoy this non-dressage move.
Cheryle did some kind of graceful canter along the long side of the arena while she performed a kind of parade float wave. You know the kind I'm talking about...
Anyway, the joy and fun was on our faces and I wish we had it on video. Instead, you'll have to settle for this exciting clip of Luke eating an apple. Tis the season!