"Pinnacle," says Gail Ross, "is the horse that got me wherever I might be now. He's 12. He put me on the map. I got him when I was in grade eight. He's a marvelous jumper. He started me jumping. There are times when I ride him that I can almost hear what he is thinking. Sometimes he thinks, 'You're crazy, what are you trying to do to me? Ease off a little.' When we win, though, he's usually good enough to let me pose with him for a picture. Most of the time when the pictures come out he looks a heck of a lot better than I do."