My biggest ever win was at Hexham on a horse called Dalton Dandy in April 1991, my now wife, then girlfriend and I had been seeing each other for a few months and her older brother, Mark, was really into his horses.
Mark, was the manager of the Marine Hotel in Seaton Carew and Vic Hall the trainer used to pop in for a drink and he told him about this useful Hunter Chaser with bad legs who needed 3 miles on fast ground to show his best form that he had in the yard, he'd broken down after a run at Market Rasen the previous October and he was being quietly nursed back to health with the aim of landing a little tickle when conditions were in his favour.
The plot was hatched and a race was found, a Maiden Chase at Hexham on a Monday night at the end of April, a couple of weeks earlier they ran him over an inadequate 2m at Sedgefield to get him fully fit and not reveal too much of his talent.
It was a dry spring.....almost too dry, Hexham back then couldn't water and the meeting was in doubt due to how firm the going was.
In those days betting shops weren't open on an evening which was part of the plan, the race was due off at 6.15 and Vic Hall had placed his bets around small independent firms in the afternoon, small amounts here and there to not raise suspicion and so the money wouldn't feed back to the track, the horse was 50/1 and 40/1 on the early shows, he had over a £1000 on I was later told.
Me, my Grandad and three friends decided that as it was a nice night we'd take the trip to the course, I drove and we got there in plenty of time, we backed the first race winner and then got ready for the main event, we'd decided that we'd try and get small amounts on at first show as not to collapse the market, we went around and placed fivers each way at 50's and most of the bookies, apart from MacBet cut their prices to 40's and 33's, so we went back in again with £10 each ways and then again at 25's and 20's, MacBet was always the biggest price and was vocal in opining the horse had no chance.
Along with the smaller bets I got £25 each way at 40's and the same at 33's the price started to collapse and within a couple of minutes DD was generally an 8/1 shot with the odd bit of 10's. Our work done we bought a pint and found a good spot to watch the race.
There's a certain nervous apprehension in a situation like this, betwixt the placing of the bet and the race itself, time passes slowly and you envisage what could go wrong, you try to distract from what is about to unfold, they cantered past to the start and the race began, Dalton Dandy was always in the first couple, jumped like a stag, took up the running at the bottom of the hill and won hard held by 3 lengths, the nervousness dissipated into excitement and then into relief and joy.
We made our way along the bookies collecting handfuls of cash, we decided to leave for the night as that amount of money on a racecourse, with beer and sun is a dangerous combination, we counted out our cash and between us we had over £27k, my share was around £12k, the equivalent of my annual salary at the time.
After the race Dalton Dandy broke down badly and looked like he'd never race again, a month later my brother in law was killed in a road accident on his birthday he was collecting a cake for a party we were having that night, a horse in Dalton Dandy's red and white hooped colours iced on top, I always look at the night Hexham as the last day of innocence of my life.
3 years later Dalton Dandy was entered in a Hunter Chase at Doncaster over 3 miles on firm ground, I'm not usually a sentimental bettor but I had to have a bet that day £25 each way at 40/1, he won.
So whilst I've seen some great horses in some great venues, Hexham and Dalton Dandy will always hold an extra special place in my heart.