Horse jumping’s reputation as an elitist sport isn’t exactly unwarranted. From horses that easily draw six-figure sums to high-end sponsorship agreements with Porsche, Lugano Diamonds and Swiss watchmaker Longines, the pronounced whiffs of money are everywhere. The 5,000-acre Live Oak Plantation, in fact, is owned by Charlotte Weber, an heiress to the Campbell Soup Company fortune. Her niece, 19-year-old Chloe Reid, was one of the riders in the competition and finished second (Pan American Games double gold-medalist Marilyn Little won the competition along with the $25,000 first-place prize). But while some spectators can be well-heeled, Italian footwear is certainly not a requirement. What you’ll find behind the gilded veneer are some of most down-to-earth folks you’ll meet. “Horse people are the best people,” is a refrain I often hear from my wife (a horse person), but beyond the people is the sport itself.
To say watching a rider negotiate a beast 10 times his or her weight over 2-meter-high obstacles is extraordinary would be an understatement. The thunderous syncopation of horse hooves is simply an awesome sound to hear. At the end of the competition, after the prizes were doled out, the top finishers galloped around a few of us who were allowed on the course to take photos. In an effort to get the perfect shot, I got a little too close to one of the galloping horses – a 15-year-old bay gelding – and its flared nostrils let out a rush of air I felt on my face. That exhalation, and the wry smile shot at me by fourth-place rider Andrew Kocher, I won’t soon forget.
This article appears in Mar 2-8, 2016.






