It's been a crazy week. 3 people at work quit at the same time, and there's been a mad scramble to get those shifts covered. It's been rough in the real world, but at the barn everything has been falling into place.
Last Wednesday, I rode Lily out to the equestrian center, and she was an absolute BRAT. She did not want to go down the street; she would balk, back up, or pop up every time I asked her to go forward. In the middle of the street. With cars coming both ways. And my health insurance hasn't kicked in yet. She was especially bad when we came even with the pasture with the two cows halfway down the street.
I ended up getting off and longing her in the middle of the street when no cars were coming, in an attempt to make her understand that if she made me get off, she would have to work a lot harder than me just asking her to walk forward. I then got back on. More balking, backing up, popping up. We tried this numerous times, and it did not work. I tried spinning her in circles when she acted up, then sending her forward. She figured it out on the first try, and as soon as I stopped circling her and tried to send her forward, on went the brakes again. I was hopping, furiously mad. She knew I was afraid of going splat on the pavement (I know I tense up on the street, no matter how much deep breathing I do), and she was completely taking advantage of the situation in an attempt to return to her little herd. My blood was boiling; I wanted to beat her. Of course I did not. I got off, longed her 3/4 of the way to the equestrian center (did I mention I was particularly tired that day?), moving like a planet with a satellite down the street, and then had to give up when too many cars were coming to be able to keep any kind of consistency. Once at the equestrian center, she was her usual calm self. Tired out by then, of course, but back to normal. I ended up riding her in both arenas: the white one was being used for a lesson, and after the girl disobeyed the trainer for a 2nd time and almost rammed her horse into us (the trainer asked her to stay at the other half of the arena so we could share) I gave up and we rode over to the red arena. The footing there was very deep, to the point where Lily was deliberately avoiding the rail because her feet were sinking to the pasterns in the sand. The sun was going down behind the trees at this point, casting a golden light over the enormous field next to the red arena. The grass sparkled like spun gold, making it look surreal and oddly 2-dimensional against the brilliant light. I just had to go out there into the gold. Lily was very willing to leave the quicksand, and trotted over the small rise that divides the equestrian center grounds from the field. We trotted and cantered a bit in the near end of the field, just for kicks. There is a cow pasture at the far end of the field, and Lily kept looking over that way to see if they had any plans to stampede our way and eat her, but she still paid attention to my cues, and cantered slowly when asked-no bucking, silliness, or trying to take off.
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| Lily's version of cattle. |
I could feel her own exhaustion now, though, and didn't push it much more than that. After that, we returned home. No major problems this time-she made a beeline for the barn, marching down the street, but I made a point of making her circle so she wouldn't be heading back in a straight line all the way. The first few times she balked, but then she understood that we were still going home despite the circling, and cooperated.
I started her on Mare Magic that same night!
She then had 3 days off due to me working, which were well-deserved because she had been worked 5 days in a row (a first) and most of the rides, though not always strenuous, had been pretty long . She got to spend her days and nights out with Rose, and yesterday Sunday I was back at the barn.
I longed Lily in the arena, and worked on some desensitizing with the dressage whip (she is deathly afraid of whips in general). She was a spaz. Looking for the other horses in the other paddock, tearing around, snorting, acting like I was going to clobber her at any second. Even though I have never done anything to hurt her. But this is her when she is in heat. She goes into this weird fear mode. I'm sure this was part of her problems with her previous owner and trainer. I let her run around on the longe in both directions, then asked her to walk. She would not. Gentle pressure on the line. Nope. Half halts on the line. This brought her to a walk, but when asked to change directions, she took off again. After about 10 minutes of letting her run around again, I asked her to halt and rubbed her entire body down with the dressage whip, both sides. She remained perfectly still, but she also wasn't paying 100% attention, still trying to look for the other mares. I extended my arm to the side away from her, and waved the whip up and down in the air so that it made whooshing sounds. This got her attention. Off Lily went again, tearing around in a circle. I asked her to stop, still waving the whip, and she changed directions. I asked her to stop again, she changed directions again. We ended up doing this little dance, her basically zig-zagging in front of me, until suddenly it clicked in her head, and she stood still, looking at me, while I whooshed the whip in the air on either side of her. She remembered that I am not here to hurt her. She received a LOT of pats, praise and kisses for that one. I then had her yield her front end and then her back end, and she responded obediently. I then had her walk forwards, back up, stop, turn, trot next to me. She had to mirror what I did without me asking. She did excellent!! The whip came in handy for tapping her when I started to jog and she tried to just walk fast behind me, but after one tap she understood that she was to pick up a trot and stay next to me when I jogged. It was a beautiful session. By the end of it, I was doing all sorts of maneuvers with Lily matching my every step, despite a big loop in the longe line!
After that, I turned her out with Rose and Lil Red while I cleaned her stall. This is the first time that the 3 of them have been out together since the last attempt when Lily first arrived, where Lily was chased away from Lil Red by Rose. This time, Rose came over to greet Lily over the fence when I brought her over to the paddock. She allowed Lily to come in, and they stood head to tail sniffing each other, with Lil Red on Rose's other side. I stood watching. And then...Rose stepped away and allowed Lily to greet Lil Red! I ran for the camera and took a slew of pictures. Lily is officially part of the herd!
It was suuuper cute to watch. Lily and Red instantly hit it off. Almost too much-they would stand head to tail, squealing and squirting. Yup, Lily confirmed that she IS in heat (I'd been assuming and hoping that this was the cause of her erratic behavior, but had seen nothing yet to prove my assumption) and apparently so is Lil Red. The first time they squealed, Rose came over, pinned her ears, and separated them, as if saying, "Knock it off, kids!" Then she walked away to another corner of the paddock and left them alone, acting very much like a chaperone. *lol*
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| Rose making sure Lily is still Lily |
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| Lily has a new favorite friend |
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| The little herd |
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| Lily posturing for Lil Red. Yup, my mare is a hussy. |
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| Rose the chaperone. "I see you looking at me!" |
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| "Oh, that's why-you have a treat for me!" |
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"I know that camera is edible!"
She is the best herd leader. She is very motherly and caring while still being firm with the others, and is always the first to investigate anything new for the herd. Including anyone standing by the fence who just might have something in their pockets for her! *lol* |
I cleaned Lily's stall while Julie gave a lesson on Miami. After that, I had the opportunity to ride Rose.
I have never ridden an Andalusian. Rose is half Andalusian, half Quarter Horse, but she looks 100% Andalusian. I have seen her trot and canter in turnout, and she naturally arches her neck and floats across the ground. It's just the way she moves, the way she's put together. Judy can't ride her due at the moment to an injured hand, and asked if I would like to exercise her for her. This is a major honor-Judy owned Rose's dam, and has been training Rose from the moment she was born. No one else has ridden her except Judy. This is a monumental privilege. So today Judy was going to show me how to handle and ride Rose.
She had me longe her first. Rose is 100% alpha, 100% of the time, and while she loves and respects humans for the most part (she can be a little pushy on the ground if you let down your guard), she will make you earn her respect. I love this mare and her personality. Judy stood to the side and gave me directions, showing me what maneuvers and cues Rose was used to, and how she is used to being worked on the longe.
I usually walk a big circle while I have the horse longe around me, just to allow them to make an even bigger circle. Rose is used to having the person stand still in the center. Judy trained her with the regular verbal cues, and I was to wave Judy's carrot stick at Rose or thump the ground with it if Rose did not pick up the next gait when asked to. Rose "challenged" me a couple of times, changing gaits when not asked to, or invading my space in the circle, in which case I was to tell her "Out!" She knew the command, but eventually decided to not listen to me when I gave it, requiring a tap with the rope end of the carrot stick on her belly to encourage her to step out to the end of the line. This worked well, and she needed no more reminders after that. She was goofy and playful on the longe, bucking a couple of times and galloping madly when asked to canter, but she had not been worked in awhile and needed to get all that energy out. Judy laughed watching her.
Once she had settled down, we brought her back to the barn, where Judy tacked her up for me and we went back to the arena. Rose seemed confused when she saw that I was the one that was going to ride her, not her mom. She stepped up to Judy for Judy to get on her. Really cute! Judy talked to her and held her while I mounted up. Rose is a big girl by my standards. Most of the horses I have owned and ridden lately have all been in the 14.3-15.2 range, and narrow. Rose has the typical wide round back of an Andalusian and is a little over 16 hands.
She was a dream to ride. Her walk with me on her was tentative (she kept looking at Judy, as if asking "Why are you down there?", and I of course was tentative with my commands too, figuring out how much pressure she needed of legs and reins for her to respond. When asked to trot, however, she arched her neck, lifted her front end, and floated. Her trot is big and smooth at the same time; I could have sat it even easier than posted to it. "WOW!" It just escaped me, which made Judy laugh. Her canter was easy to cue, but I did not have the leg strength that Rose is used to, and ended up needing the assistance of a dressage whip to tap her lightly and get her going. She had a hard time with the canter, though, because the arena footing has gotten very deep, and she struggled in the far side, where it was deepest-we kept losing the canter because she'd struggle and I would lean forward in an attempt to help her, and then she'd come to an absolute stop, as she is very sensitive to changes in seat. Even so, what I felt of her canter was also wonderful-very rocking chair-like, her front end lifting even more when she engaged. I've never had such a ride. It was wonderful!
Afterwards, Judy and I gave Rose a "bubble bath", and she got to go out with her herd again. I left the barn to go home for lunch, then returned about an hour later to ride Lily. I rode her in the paddock by the barn, where the footing is better than in the arena depth-wise, but there are still a lot of rocks-she kept avoiding the areas with rocks and I didn't insist, of course. We did a lot of trot & walk transitions, halts and backing up, and transitions to trot from a halt. The barn is at the top of the slope, and the far corner of the paddock is at the bottom-most part of the slope. You barely see it when you're on foot, but you can definetely feel it when you're riding. Lily struggled a little in that corner initially, wanting to break down to a walk to go down and up, but after a couple of tries with me pushing her to maintain the trot, she got it. It was a relatively short workout-about 30 min-compared to the long rides we got in last week (most of them over an hour long), but it was intense work and she's not used to working on an incline like that. At the end of the workout, I had her stand and worked on her staying still while I got on and off. After last week's argument, she had just developed a new habit of backing up when I got off, and I've been meaning to seriously work on correcting her bad habit of walking off immediately after your butt touches the saddle when mounting up. After the 3rd repetition, she got it. It was nice to have a normal workout with her; Lily was back to her calm, cooperative self. I gave her a good bath after that and turned her out with Rose.
On Monday, I turned out Miami, Lil Red and Rose in the arena, and we started out repeating the previous day's workout, but with more backing up, halts and lateral work in the paddock. I tried the Buck Branaman trick of getting her to move one step to the side with a weight shift. She responded...with 5 steps in the direction I was shifting towards! I would ask her to stop, shift the opposite direction, and stop her on step #3. We repeated this until she was only doing one step in each direction. Lily was ready to go, however, and let me know by pawing impatiently after the 4th repetition of this exercise. "This is boring! Let's go!" I laughed. So we kept on working. About 20 minutes into our session, Fionna and her daughter Jennifer showed up to feed lunch. Jennifer brought in the other 3 mares, and I moved with Lily to the arena to ride for another 10 minutes. Lily slogged through the sand, and I was glad I had decided to wrap her legs with polos for extra support. We ended up mostly walking, and had officially started our cool down when Fionna came over and asked if I'd like to go with Jennifer to the equestrian center to ride. I accepted-this was the chance to take Lily out with company.
Lily was a little reluctant to leave the barn area, but I pointed her in Red's direction and she got the hint, and settled into a long walk about a horse length and a half behind Red. We walked briskly all the way down to the center, and Jenn and I warmed up in the white arena.
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| Jen & Lil Red lead the way |
Jen is a really good rider-she's only 14, and used to barrel race on Lil Red. She has a good seat and good leg on her little mare, not like some so-called Western riders who are just sloppy. After 10 minutes or so, we split, me staying in the white arena and her moving into the red arena to do rodeo maneuvers (spinning, turning, short sprints). She then took Red into the field, where they did gallops in both directions. Lily and I got some good trot work in and some nice extended canter work, and Lily felt great-energetic, happy, not tired at all, even though by this point I had been on her for over an hour and a half including the 15 minute walk down to the center. I had been concerned she'd worry about Red's depart, but though she was keeping an eye out for where the little Quarter Horse was, she listened to me. After another 10 mintues or so, she was sweating, so I walked her out and took her over to the hose by the clubhouse to rinse her down and got back on. The water was cold enough to make Lily protest initially, but it was a hot day (83 degrees in the sun) and the chilly water did her good. By then Jen was done with her gallops and we met by the red arena to head back to the barn. Lil Red set a blazing pace at a walk, marching her way down the street a good 5 lengths in front of Lily and me. I've never seen such a small horse (she's about 14.2 hands) walk so fast! A couple of times Lily asked for permission to trot to catch up, but I didn't want her to develop the habit of chasing after buddies who are moving away from her, so I half halted her each time to keep her walking and she soon relaxed into her own long pace, with no signs of separation anxiety as the distance between us and Lil Red increased. By the time we made it back to the barn, Lil Red was still panting after her power walk but Lily was mostly cooled off, and was happy to stand loose in the shade of the barn awning next to me while Jen hosed down Lil Red. Afterwards, I gave Lily a liniment bath.
Today I started to clip Lily's coat again-I clipped her with a #40 blade about 3 weeks ago, since it's been so hot overall, and her hair has mostly grown back. I started out with a trace clip today, with the goal of finishing the rest of her tomorrow after the farrier comes. After that, I just longed Lily for 20 minutes. She did GREAT work on the longe, and did not seem fatigued from yesterday. We did a nice warmup without side reins, w/t/c, then I snapped the side reins on and had her do trot-canter intervals, of 2 circles on the longe at each gait before changing to the next gait. By the time we reversed and changed directions, Lily had enthusiastically figured out the pattern and did the intervals herself! Such a smart girl. On a whim, I unclipped the side reins and snapped them onto a pair of D-rings higher up on her surcingle, imitating more closely the position the reins would be in while I'm riding. This was the result:
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| She almost looks as good as in the pic Judy took of us! |
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| She was even stretching down in this one. This is the best she's worked on the longe so far. Note to self: clip side reins onto higher D's, not the middle ones! |
After that, I took Rose out of her paddock to work with her. I longed her briefly, for about 5 minutes or so, to see how she'd respond without her mom around. She challenged me a couple of times, but nothing major, and I immediately corrected her and sent her off in the desired gait. Charles arrived when I was tacking her up, and held her for me. Rose is afraid of the crossties + cement floor combo: when she was younger, she slipped on a wet cement washrack while crosstied. So Charles came in handy for holding her for me while I got all her tack out and got her ready for the ride.
Rose was way better than the day before-much more responsive, very willing. I did not need the dressage whip at all. Charles took pics so I could see myself riding her, and of course I'm horrid-slouching and leaning forward. Ugh. Rose worked properly when I rode her in a sitting trot, where I could stretch up my body and engage my abs. Automatically her head came down and she engaged and lifted. Gorgeous! We did mostly walk and trot, and cantered a little in both directions but Rose's stride is so big that she could get from one end of the paddock to the other in 3 strides. I can't wait to ride her in the equestrian center arenas, where she has more room.
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| Warming up at the walk |
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| Trotting up the paddock incline |
It was a short ride (about 20 min) and by then Rose was sweating and blowing. I cooled her down with the reins on the buckle, and hosed her off well before turning her out with Lil Red and their lunch.
I love riding Rose. I hope she takes me to the next level, so that I can in turn take Lily to the next level in her training!