Dressage to me is like magical voodoo. One moment I can think I am on the right track and believe that things are going well and then less than 5 minutes later one little score can totally knock the confidence you had been building in your own judgement and skill. Last Sunday I took D for another dressage outing (his 2nd competition in the BD affiliated section) 2x prelim tests again, but this time in his new nifty dressage saddle! This was the first time he had gone from stable to lorry under the cover of early morning darkness and I wasn’t sure how hyped up he would…