It's amazing to me how much time/energy I spend on horsey purchases only to casually pull the trigger on purchases in any other aspect of my life...
Regardless, I finally purchased P2's Heavy blanket for the winter (it's cold here too sometimes, I swear). Maybe not arctic, but cold enough. :)
I ended up going with the SmartPak High Neck Turnout. The reviews seemed good, the price was great and when we took our field trip last week for our lesson there was a horse in the barn wearing one. So after a mildly creepy "um, do you mind if I look at that horse's blanket...?" request I was able to go in and poke at it, look at the seams and buckles, etc.
I must say the fit looks claaaaassy (at least on the horse I saw) so I'm hoping it contours well to P2 also. Because she's a classy gal and likes to wear well tailored clothing.
Fingers crossed.
If nothing else I'm sorta excited to explore a new brand. If it's a failed experiment then it's back to Horseware, Weatherbeeta and Pessoa for m...
ps - Pia comes tomorrowwwww!!! But today I'm going to the barn today to trick out her tack locker with my helpful Dad. Organizing and ponies, what's better!?
Friday, November 9, 2012
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Outside the Sandbox
As much as I love trails rides and tout the "outside the arena" work as Pia's primary salvation... I still hadn't taken Prairie on a proper trail ride (until today).
We've done lots of property walks (which are exciting enough, thanks). And she worked the perimeter of the property out at Summer Camp back in September, but I haven't headed out on an honest to goodness nose-to-tail ride with her yet.
Perhaps it's because I'm not 100% confident in our brakes, or because more often than not when we leave the property there's a not so small part of the mare's brain that is totally cool with running away with me.
Maybe that's why.. ..
But the fact of the matter is that our current barn is blessed to be backed up next to a few decent "mountains" with tons of trails. One of those mountains is actually a horsey-house-development and it has awesome trails (some wide, some narrow) twisting all the way up and around the hills. Basically it's extremely horse friendly and all the dogs/chickens/teenagers that lurk in the shadows are used to horses passing by and tend not to behave like idiots.
So when the weather was crisp but clear when I arrived for my lesson this am, S suggested we bag the transition drills and go do some hill work on the trail.
SOLD.
I opted to put Prairie in jump tack (with martingale and extra brakes in the mouth) just in case she was a little... distracted. S had ventured up one of the hills with her on Sunday with no drama so my anxious mind was at east, but this time we wouldn't have a stalwart trail veteran with us. Just Prairie and another trail-green-bean to freak each other out and no one to take the lead.
Turns out it wasn't an issue. Prairie was perfectly willing to blaze the trail (literally, since said trail was hidden under a colorful layer of fall leaves...) and aside from snorting and blowing like a dragon for the first 20 minutes she totally held it together.
We had a few moments where she had to stop and snort at an offensive stump or fencepost. But she eventually went past everything without much drama.
The really cool part is that this trail system is all hills all the time and at first I nearly thought the mare was lame, but then S helpfully pointed out that she wasn't lame, she was just lifting her back and really pushing from behind.
ohhhhhh. So that's what that feels like.... neat.
We turned around after about 30 minutes and although I was nervous about descending the crazy hills that we had already clambered up, Prairie was oddly mindful about sitting back and carefully picking her way down the muddy slopes. I was shocked that I could basically give Prairie her head and let her pick her own way down. If I were a betting woman I would have put good money down guessing that the mare would be a loon and skid/scramble/run down without much head for footing or her limbs...
So I was quite pleased when our entire ride back home was just as careful (if a touch faster) as our ride out.
It also didn't hurt that the weather was gorgeous, the forest was beautiful and a total break from our normal routine.
When we got back to the farm I popped into the arena for a few transitions to test her focus. She went right to work and I called it a day after only a few minutes of serpentines.
So fun. Maybe she'll be able to keep up with Pia on the trail after all....
We've done lots of property walks (which are exciting enough, thanks). And she worked the perimeter of the property out at Summer Camp back in September, but I haven't headed out on an honest to goodness nose-to-tail ride with her yet.
Perhaps it's because I'm not 100% confident in our brakes, or because more often than not when we leave the property there's a not so small part of the mare's brain that is totally cool with running away with me.
Maybe that's why.. ..
But the fact of the matter is that our current barn is blessed to be backed up next to a few decent "mountains" with tons of trails. One of those mountains is actually a horsey-house-development and it has awesome trails (some wide, some narrow) twisting all the way up and around the hills. Basically it's extremely horse friendly and all the dogs/chickens/teenagers that lurk in the shadows are used to horses passing by and tend not to behave like idiots.
So when the weather was crisp but clear when I arrived for my lesson this am, S suggested we bag the transition drills and go do some hill work on the trail.
SOLD.
I opted to put Prairie in jump tack (with martingale and extra brakes in the mouth) just in case she was a little... distracted. S had ventured up one of the hills with her on Sunday with no drama so my anxious mind was at east, but this time we wouldn't have a stalwart trail veteran with us. Just Prairie and another trail-green-bean to freak each other out and no one to take the lead.
Turns out it wasn't an issue. Prairie was perfectly willing to blaze the trail (literally, since said trail was hidden under a colorful layer of fall leaves...) and aside from snorting and blowing like a dragon for the first 20 minutes she totally held it together.
| Prairie was just as confused as I was as to where the trail actually went... |
The really cool part is that this trail system is all hills all the time and at first I nearly thought the mare was lame, but then S helpfully pointed out that she wasn't lame, she was just lifting her back and really pushing from behind.
ohhhhhh. So that's what that feels like.... neat.
We turned around after about 30 minutes and although I was nervous about descending the crazy hills that we had already clambered up, Prairie was oddly mindful about sitting back and carefully picking her way down the muddy slopes. I was shocked that I could basically give Prairie her head and let her pick her own way down. If I were a betting woman I would have put good money down guessing that the mare would be a loon and skid/scramble/run down without much head for footing or her limbs...
So I was quite pleased when our entire ride back home was just as careful (if a touch faster) as our ride out.
It also didn't hurt that the weather was gorgeous, the forest was beautiful and a total break from our normal routine.
When we got back to the farm I popped into the arena for a few transitions to test her focus. She went right to work and I called it a day after only a few minutes of serpentines.
So fun. Maybe she'll be able to keep up with Pia on the trail after all....
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Three Days to P!
Countdown is officially on. Miss Pia makes her way back "home" on Saturday and I'm totally excited.
It sounds like things are going really, really well over in Summer Camp and she's even behaved herself for other riders! In fact, she's been moving so well and so happily that she's *gasp* actually working on fitness! Which is more than I can say for her estranged mother (as I shove a scone in my mouth)....
The plan is that both Cowboy Man and my Vet will be at my home barn on Saturday, along with one of Pia's buddies from the herd for some social/mental support. We'll have time to discuss our current facilities and how to establish a routine that will hopefully prevent too much regression, but then I think we'll head out for a trail ride and see how the little missy does. Both girls will also get a nice hoof/body evaluation so we can see how things are progressing.
Sunday, we'll wash, rinse, repeat and then we'll be left to our own devices.
I am trying to plan a fairly immediate field trip back to Summer Camp so that I can see how well Pia is doing in that environment and also to give her a mental "pause" with something that's familiar and established. Not to mention that I still want to make a regular habit of getting both girls out there and out of the arena to explore.
My one year anniversary with P2 is sneaking up on me and I swore that I would give her at least one month a year off from our regular training to just be a horse (ideally at Summer Camp) which means I should probably start thinking about when that might be...
But first things first! and first P's first! she's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaackkkkk (or will be soon)
(squee)
It sounds like things are going really, really well over in Summer Camp and she's even behaved herself for other riders! In fact, she's been moving so well and so happily that she's *gasp* actually working on fitness! Which is more than I can say for her estranged mother (as I shove a scone in my mouth)....
| oh heeeeeeeeyyyyyyy! |
Sunday, we'll wash, rinse, repeat and then we'll be left to our own devices.
I am trying to plan a fairly immediate field trip back to Summer Camp so that I can see how well Pia is doing in that environment and also to give her a mental "pause" with something that's familiar and established. Not to mention that I still want to make a regular habit of getting both girls out there and out of the arena to explore.
My one year anniversary with P2 is sneaking up on me and I swore that I would give her at least one month a year off from our regular training to just be a horse (ideally at Summer Camp) which means I should probably start thinking about when that might be...
But first things first! and first P's first! she's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaackkkkk (or will be soon)
(squee)
Monday, November 5, 2012
An Ass Kicking, Whales & Some Well Deserved Wine
I have been totally remiss in writing about my Wednesday field trip to lesson with a new trainer - but I've had plenty of time to think about it, and slowly recover from the physical ramifications of a 90 minute lesson with one walk break.
(ow)
I may have exhausted all of my pondering and pontificating over the weekend while I stared at the Pacific Ocean for a good 72 hours non stop. There's something about pounding surf that just puts my body into some sort of hypnotized state while allowing my brain to think quietly (assisted by a regular drip of good red wine).
My weekend sojourn to Sea Ranch was a fabulous weekend, filled with fabulous friends and more humpback whales than I could count, but the lack of any sort of horsey sounding board meant that the digestion of my Wednesday trip and lesson had to be mostly internal, wine addled, and therefore moderately discombobulated.
Nancy runs a very well respected program and somehow manages to be a wildly effective rider, wickedly charming and charismatic, well dressed and also the mother of very active 3 year old twins. As I sit here drinking my 8th cup of coffee and still struggling with basic sentence structure that sort of list makes me feel tired, incapable, and slow.
But back to the lesson - I started by watching S take a lesson on Poppy, the lovely Holsteiner who is lovely and stunning when she's going forward, but a botched attempt at a young dressage career has left her surly and unwilling to seek contact or even really move forward.
S worked her ass off and Nancy coached them through a very successful lesson focusing primarily on the hissy fit that tends to ensue during canter transitions. By the end of the lesson, S was getting balanced, through, relaxed transitions where Poppy had previously liked to be a twit. Oh, and both student and instructor were smiling (a feature I value highly).
Then it was my turn. I opted to put Prairie's "show" bit in (the corkscrew D) since I wasn't sure how things would go over, and I was glad to have the extra brakes for the first few minutes, but after that I think we would have been just fine in our regular snaffle. That was an encouraging realization. Next time we go, we won't bit up.
While S and Nancy talked and cooled out, I wandered Prairie all over the ring. Small jumps were set including a few natural logs and piles of poles which I kept walking Prairie over to get her looking, touching and thinking a little bit. I drew some raised eyebrows from the locals, but it proved to be a good calming start for Prair in an unfamiliar place.
Then we started the real work. After I explained a bit of our history and struggles and successes Nancy just sent me out at the trot and asked me to show her our "regular" working trot. She then promptly removed my nubs of spurs and sent me back out telling me to slow Prairie down and not let her pull herself around with momentum.
The whole notion of "deliberate" vs "momentum" was a theme for the lesson. In an attempt to achieve engagement and impulsion - I tend to let Prairie move out in a pretty big trot. In turn, Prairie is very comfortable in a bigger trot and does a really fabulous job of making it look decent even if she's moderately hollow and backed off the contact.
That was immediately identified as a "major issue" and the primary focus of our time together. To get away from the momentum and start moving toward a better balance, lifted back and true impulsion, Nancy started making us work. Hard.
The first thing she wanted was more leg. But not more spur. She said that she thought my spur was pushing Prairie too forward and then in turn causing me to take my leg off which removed the support that Prairie needs in order for me to help show her how to control her caboose (ring ring!).
First we started some tight serpentines up and down the arena, with 10m circles whenever I lost Prair's shoulders or haunches... Then we moved to haunches-in down the long side in one direction and a half pass to the quarterline coming back up the other. Prairie did great, but I needed constant reminders not to just "drop" her when we straightened out, or I was trying to reward correct steps.
Nancy also noticed that while it's really easy for Prairie to fly sideways and offer lots of cross over, she has a harder time moving laterally at a shallow angle and really reaching up and then over with her outside hind (assuming haunches-in or half pass). Specifically her left hind (which not so randomly is the complimentary corner to her always a bit tighter right shoulder...).
We drilled the exercise both directions until literally both my legs and Prairie's butt were about to fall off. But it was some of the most productive, effective work we've done in a long time. Aside from exhaustion it was clear that Prairie was really having to use her back and consequently her contact in the bridle was more even and consistent which was neato-burrito.
We spend the rest of the lesson on transitions. Revising the work I had done with Sabrina and really slowing our trot before popping into the canter and visualizing the balance point were Prairie can just step into the transition instead of bobbling into it. We nailed it to the right. It only took a few minutes to get the transitions consistent and moderately relaxed. But toward the end Prairie swapped her hinds twice for no real reason that I could tell aside from either soreness or weakness.
If you recall- she did the same thing in our Eq class on the flat at the first Hunter show back in September. At that point she had jumped several courses and was on minute 22 of flat class gait work... so maybe exhaustion played a factor there too?
But of course with the rein lameness and potential stress on that "diagonal limb" (left hind) my little antenna went up and got nervous.
Our left lead was much harder and after 15 minutes we had still only gotten 4 good transitions. But man, when we got them they were lovely. Nancy also held me to a really high standard on the quality of the canter, so we made a point of transitioning back to the trot before things fell apart.
And holy lord - when I managed to eek out a downward transition when the canter was still awesome we would get 3-5 strides of soft, balanced, amazing trot that made me want to hit PAUSE and just sit there forever.
Long story short, it was exhausting, but really productive. We got some very high quality work done and Prairie really put on her game face. I don't know when our next trip back will be but I'm eager to make this at least a twice a month venture for us for a little while. I think it might be the best "dressage" lesson I've ever had - even if it came from a H/J lady :)
(ow)
I may have exhausted all of my pondering and pontificating over the weekend while I stared at the Pacific Ocean for a good 72 hours non stop. There's something about pounding surf that just puts my body into some sort of hypnotized state while allowing my brain to think quietly (assisted by a regular drip of good red wine).
| I don't think I put that glass down in two days... but it was wonderful... |
Nancy runs a very well respected program and somehow manages to be a wildly effective rider, wickedly charming and charismatic, well dressed and also the mother of very active 3 year old twins. As I sit here drinking my 8th cup of coffee and still struggling with basic sentence structure that sort of list makes me feel tired, incapable, and slow.
But back to the lesson - I started by watching S take a lesson on Poppy, the lovely Holsteiner who is lovely and stunning when she's going forward, but a botched attempt at a young dressage career has left her surly and unwilling to seek contact or even really move forward.
S worked her ass off and Nancy coached them through a very successful lesson focusing primarily on the hissy fit that tends to ensue during canter transitions. By the end of the lesson, S was getting balanced, through, relaxed transitions where Poppy had previously liked to be a twit. Oh, and both student and instructor were smiling (a feature I value highly).
Then it was my turn. I opted to put Prairie's "show" bit in (the corkscrew D) since I wasn't sure how things would go over, and I was glad to have the extra brakes for the first few minutes, but after that I think we would have been just fine in our regular snaffle. That was an encouraging realization. Next time we go, we won't bit up.
While S and Nancy talked and cooled out, I wandered Prairie all over the ring. Small jumps were set including a few natural logs and piles of poles which I kept walking Prairie over to get her looking, touching and thinking a little bit. I drew some raised eyebrows from the locals, but it proved to be a good calming start for Prair in an unfamiliar place.
Then we started the real work. After I explained a bit of our history and struggles and successes Nancy just sent me out at the trot and asked me to show her our "regular" working trot. She then promptly removed my nubs of spurs and sent me back out telling me to slow Prairie down and not let her pull herself around with momentum.
The whole notion of "deliberate" vs "momentum" was a theme for the lesson. In an attempt to achieve engagement and impulsion - I tend to let Prairie move out in a pretty big trot. In turn, Prairie is very comfortable in a bigger trot and does a really fabulous job of making it look decent even if she's moderately hollow and backed off the contact.
That was immediately identified as a "major issue" and the primary focus of our time together. To get away from the momentum and start moving toward a better balance, lifted back and true impulsion, Nancy started making us work. Hard.
The first thing she wanted was more leg. But not more spur. She said that she thought my spur was pushing Prairie too forward and then in turn causing me to take my leg off which removed the support that Prairie needs in order for me to help show her how to control her caboose (ring ring!).
First we started some tight serpentines up and down the arena, with 10m circles whenever I lost Prair's shoulders or haunches... Then we moved to haunches-in down the long side in one direction and a half pass to the quarterline coming back up the other. Prairie did great, but I needed constant reminders not to just "drop" her when we straightened out, or I was trying to reward correct steps.
Nancy also noticed that while it's really easy for Prairie to fly sideways and offer lots of cross over, she has a harder time moving laterally at a shallow angle and really reaching up and then over with her outside hind (assuming haunches-in or half pass). Specifically her left hind (which not so randomly is the complimentary corner to her always a bit tighter right shoulder...).
We drilled the exercise both directions until literally both my legs and Prairie's butt were about to fall off. But it was some of the most productive, effective work we've done in a long time. Aside from exhaustion it was clear that Prairie was really having to use her back and consequently her contact in the bridle was more even and consistent which was neato-burrito.
We spend the rest of the lesson on transitions. Revising the work I had done with Sabrina and really slowing our trot before popping into the canter and visualizing the balance point were Prairie can just step into the transition instead of bobbling into it. We nailed it to the right. It only took a few minutes to get the transitions consistent and moderately relaxed. But toward the end Prairie swapped her hinds twice for no real reason that I could tell aside from either soreness or weakness.
If you recall- she did the same thing in our Eq class on the flat at the first Hunter show back in September. At that point she had jumped several courses and was on minute 22 of flat class gait work... so maybe exhaustion played a factor there too?
But of course with the rein lameness and potential stress on that "diagonal limb" (left hind) my little antenna went up and got nervous.
Our left lead was much harder and after 15 minutes we had still only gotten 4 good transitions. But man, when we got them they were lovely. Nancy also held me to a really high standard on the quality of the canter, so we made a point of transitioning back to the trot before things fell apart.
And holy lord - when I managed to eek out a downward transition when the canter was still awesome we would get 3-5 strides of soft, balanced, amazing trot that made me want to hit PAUSE and just sit there forever.
Long story short, it was exhausting, but really productive. We got some very high quality work done and Prairie really put on her game face. I don't know when our next trip back will be but I'm eager to make this at least a twice a month venture for us for a little while. I think it might be the best "dressage" lesson I've ever had - even if it came from a H/J lady :)
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