Guess what I did today...my horsey adventures
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Rad!
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@Jolly said in Guess what I did today...:
Can't quite tell...English or Western?
English.
We found a dressage barn, about 20 min from here that has lesson horses, and Mrs. George has been riding weekly since November.
We were finally able to wrangle the barn's schedule so that I follow her lesson (on a different horse).
Haven't been on a horse in 2 years - and that was Western in Denver (walk only, sigh).
So. Much. Fun. Even though it was a school horse, and only half an hour, and only (for the most part) walked, it was a great experience. I'm looking forward to my next week's lesson.
Interestingly, since it was not MY horse, it required a lot more attention to keeping on the rail, etc. Having not ridden in two years, I felt really discombobulated at the trot (I think my stirrups were a bit short for the saddle I used).
My posture was good, and I was looking where I was going, not at the horse's head, LOL. As I was told, "Tits up!" However, getting this mare to understand MY requests, even at a walk, was significant effort.
The subtle use of inside leg, a bit of inside rein, but more outside rein, was something I never learned.
I was amazed at how much work it was, even at the walk, to get this to work.
I have a long, long, row to hoe. But, it's good.
The most positive thing is that, when I mounted this mare, is that I didn't think, "HOLY CRAP, it's a long way down!" I felt perfectly at ease with her.
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How long before the muscle paralysis in the horse wears off?
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:woman-heart-man:
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Well done, George! This will be great fun for you and Mrs. George. Will you be riding the same horse each time?
@brenda said in Guess what I did today...:
Will you be riding the same horse each time?
Mrs. George has been riding two different horses. The one she prefers came up lame last week, and is off to the vet to get checked out.
I'm riding "Opal." She's a tall mare, about 16 2 in height. Flea-bitten grey in color (like Simon was).
It's amazing how much I've forgotten.
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@brenda said in Guess what I did today...:
Will you be riding the same horse each time?
Mrs. George has been riding two different horses. The one she prefers came up lame last week, and is off to the vet to get checked out.
I'm riding "Opal." She's a tall mare, about 16 2 in height. Flea-bitten grey in color (like Simon was).
It's amazing how much I've forgotten.
@George-K said in Guess what I did today...:
Mrs. George has been riding two different horses. The one she prefers came up lame last week, and is off to the vet to get checked out.
When Aqua’s sister rides two horses, they both gotta go to the vet to get checked out
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@Jolly said in Guess what I did today...:
Can't quite tell...English or Western?
English.
We found a dressage barn, about 20 min from here that has lesson horses, and Mrs. George has been riding weekly since November.
We were finally able to wrangle the barn's schedule so that I follow her lesson (on a different horse).
Haven't been on a horse in 2 years - and that was Western in Denver (walk only, sigh).
So. Much. Fun. Even though it was a school horse, and only half an hour, and only (for the most part) walked, it was a great experience. I'm looking forward to my next week's lesson.
Interestingly, since it was not MY horse, it required a lot more attention to keeping on the rail, etc. Having not ridden in two years, I felt really discombobulated at the trot (I think my stirrups were a bit short for the saddle I used).
My posture was good, and I was looking where I was going, not at the horse's head, LOL. As I was told, "Tits up!" However, getting this mare to understand MY requests, even at a walk, was significant effort.
The subtle use of inside leg, a bit of inside rein, but more outside rein, was something I never learned.
I was amazed at how much work it was, even at the walk, to get this to work.
I have a long, long, row to hoe. But, it's good.
The most positive thing is that, when I mounted this mare, is that I didn't think, "HOLY CRAP, it's a long way down!" I felt perfectly at ease with her.
@George-K said in Guess what I did today...:
@Jolly said in Guess what I did today...:
The most positive thing is that, when I mounted this mare, is that I didn't think, "HOLY CRAP, it's a long way down!" I felt perfectly at ease with her.
Don’t worry… If you fall I know the perfect chiropractor that will fix you right up!
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Well done, George! This will be great fun for you and Mrs. George. Will you be riding the same horse each time?
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@brenda said in Guess what I did today...:
Will you be riding the same horse each time?
Mrs. George has been riding two different horses. The one she prefers came up lame last week, and is off to the vet to get checked out.
I'm riding "Opal." She's a tall mare, about 16 2 in height. Flea-bitten grey in color (like Simon was).
It's amazing how much I've forgotten.
@George-K said in Guess what I did today...:
It's amazing how much I've forgotten.
Well, all in all it was a pretty crappy lesson - not because of Opal, but because of me. Remember, it's never the horse, it's always the rider. I couldn't keep her on the rail, and when I asked for a trot, not only was I all over the place, but she decided where and when to go wherever she thought appropriate.
It was, of course, all me, not her.
I was quite discouraged.
Today, however, was a completely different day.
When I went to her stall to get her, she greeted me at the door when I opened it. I had no trouble saddling her, and the only confusion I had was with a bitless bridle - more straps than I was used to.
Once I mounted her, it just felt different today. It's almost as though something clicked, and we understood each other. I tried to be more clear on my requests, and made a point of not using any of the Western riding techniques that I had gotten used to with Simon. This horse does NOT neck-rein. You have to point her with your leg and with the reins. But not too much, lest she curve in and bend the wrong way.
At the trot, I really felt like I was with her - I was even on the right diagonal (only @jodi will know what that means)! We worked on getting her to respond to my requests, more by body position than by using aids (reins and leg) and it was amazing how well it worked. Just look at where you want to go, and the horse will go there. It really works.
My instructor made a good point that I'd forgotten: Horses aren't "disobedient," or "disrespectful." They don't want to be "boss." They just want to know where, in the hierarchy of the herd, they stand. If some other horse wants to be "the leader," that's fine. When it comes to riding, it's up to the rider to be the leader. If there's no guidanance, no support, no leadership, the horse will do whatever it wants, and that's usually the easiest thing.
For example, on a trail ride, or on a jump course, there's always a "target" toward which you're guiding the horse. Be it the next turn in the trail, or the next jump, the horse sees that as a goal, a target, and your job is to steer the horse toward that, and let the horse do it's job. In an indoor arena, like where we were today, there's nothing other than four walls and a large expanse of sand in the middle. It's up to you, the rider, to keep the horse's attention and to let it know what you expect. If you don't do that, the horse will do the easiest thing, and that might be anything from dropping from a trot to a walk, or just stopping.
A good day today. Frankly, I was kind of worried today, and I was most encouraged by how well it went. It wasn't good, and my stamina needs a lot of work, to be sure, but it was better. A lot better.
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Everything wrong with this picture:
My reins are MUCH too long, allowing her to lower her head too much. So, if I ask her for more "energy" to pick up a trot, she'll probably just slow down more.
Her ears are forward and she's not paying attention to me.
My stirrups are probably a bit too short, causing me to put too much weight on my feet, and not using my knees enough.
At least I'm not looking down at her head, and rather where I want to go.
15 minutes later:
Reins are shorter. Her head is up, and look at her ears. Of course, "pinned ears" are a sign of aggression, but her's aren't pinned. They're turned back toward me, paying attention to what I'm going to ask her next.
Yeah, I know, my right stirrup is shorter than my left...