The weather was so nice and the ground wasn't too muddy so Hero got to come to work with me today. Poor boy has been couped up in the house most of the winter. He was so happy to be at the barn. And he had some unexpected friends to play with! The farrier's dog and Teeni's dog kept him very entertained most of the morning.
He helped me work some ponies and teach some lessons too...so he will sleep very well tonight!
First up today I had a lesson with Allie on Belle. As always I tortured...I mean...CHALLENGED...poor Allie :) I can't help it, she's so determined! We worked an exercise with three verticals set up at one stride distances, but they are skewed so the first vertical and last vertical are set up further to the right. So if you were to jump all three in a line, you end up jumping the left half of jump one and three and the right half of jump two. It's an exercise that teaches you to concentrate and hold that line, make sure you are straight on the approach and straight in your body the entire way through. It also exposes if you ride crookedly! Allie handled it extremely well with her usual try, try again additude (which is why I like teaching her so much!)
I so wish I had some younger students watching her lesson today, she sets such a great example. While she will admit to some of her own confidence issues at times, she is working HARD to overcome them. Today, we came off our exercise and *someone* didn't sit up fast enough to steer Belle efficiently, they cantered up to a pile of poles and gates stacked on the ground, and we ended up with a wreck. Allie at first started to blame Belle, looked at me, then said "I'm probably just blaming her even though it was all my fault"...I just smiled and nodded, we talked about what went wrong, and she hopped right back on. Not only that, but when I said I'd be nice and move the pile of poles so it didn't happen again, she told me NO. She wanted to have good reason to nail that turn the next time through. She knew she could do it, she just didn't think straight the last time through. The next time through she sat up after the last fence and turned Belle with plenty of room to spare. And at the end of the ride she still gave Belle a good pat and reflected that the fall was her own fault and it would only motivate her to try harder. Awesome. So amazingly awesome. Now THAT is an equestrian.
I rode Bear and Greyson again. I'm really trying to get the miles on these ponies that they need so they can either phase into lessons or sell to homes that will absolutely adore them.
Bear rocked again. Just plain rocked. We cantered around the ring again and had no problems keeping a polite pace on a long rein. I threw in a few jumps to reinforce the idea that they are really no big deal. I still feel like he has a touchy gas pedal, but it's getting easier and easier for me to keep him calm and cool with each ride. We didn't spend much time in the ring, just a quick reinforcing ride, then we hacked out to the track with Hero for some walking and trotting. Bear kept trying to drift toward Hero, and now and then actually tried to make a dive for him...it was pretty funny.
Greyson gave me a good effort as usual. We could get a few more steps of a calmer, more balanced canter today than yesterday. He's finally starting to get the idea that if he stretches out his head and neck, he can balance a lot easier than when it is straight in the air and locked tight. It's just a challenge to stay perfectly balanced and calm while he's whizzing about trying to find his balance and figure out what I want. But like I said, once he stretched out, we managed to get a few more good steps today, which is progress. I'm not happy with the bit I have on him, I think I want to switch. He's currently in a thinner, french link baucher. I'd really like him in a loose ring. He keeps his mouth very dry and locked and it doesn't help matters. I feel like if I had a little more wiggle in the bit he might play with it a little more and loose up his jaw for me. I gave my last good pony sized loose ring to Bear though! I'll have to do some digging to see what I can come up with.
I spent half an hour trying to get Greyson clean for my ride. He's always plastered in mud. When I turned him out after my ride, he promptly showed me how much he appreciated my grooming efforts.
Hero watched on as the naughty pony caked himself in fresh mud.
After Greyson, I had lessons with Alissa, Stephie and Emily. Alissa and Stephie are my two newest dressage converts, and both voluntarily made the switch (well, Alissa still would like to jump, but Stephie wants to be a dressage queen!) Hearing the words "I want to learn dressage" out of ANYONES mouth is awesome, but when it comes out of the mouth of such young girls, now that is just a miracle. Clem is doing just fine learning a few of the dressage basics but poor little Nikki wants nothing to do with it. Stephie is helping me train Nikki to work for her for some basic dressage work. Nikki has been very sluggish off the leg and fussy when Stephie works with more contact and insists that Nikki shouldn't cut corners and should bend a little...I'm trying to come up with some things we can do to help Nikki learn to work for us without getting too demanding of my best little lesson pony. The two things we really need Nikki to learn to accept are 1) contact and 2) moving off the leg. Today we made a little more progress and Stephie is getting to learn some of the basics of how to train a dressage pony. First we changed out her normal dee ring stainless steel snaffle for Bear's loose ring french link sweet iron snaffle with hopes that perhaps the sweetness of the iron combined with the wigglier bit type would help get Nikki's mouth moving a little so she doesn't just get locked and stuck. I'm also hoping that maybe Nikki will start to relate the different bit to working with Stephie on dressage work as opposed to teaching a little kid how to post their trot. The bit obviously didn't perform any miracles, but she didn't try to yank as much as she usually does and she would occasionly move her jaw around so it might help in the long run. Then we worked on getting Nikki to respect Stephie's leg aids. Since Nikki has learned to ignore a crop, I thought it was time to help out from the ground. Stephie worked Nikki in a circle around me at the trot, keeping a nice steady contact with her reins. Stephie asked Nikki to move into a more forward trot with her leg, and when Nikki ignored it as usual, I backed it up with a thwak from my whip. Nikki finally woke up for us! She jolted forward a bit too much but Stephie stayed cool and calm and waited for Nikki to simmer down into her nice trot. Nikki definitely seemed to listen much better to Stephie's leg for the rest of the lesson. And Stephie got the chance to learn how horses learn...if they ignore your aids you have to back it up with SOMETHING, or else they will just learn to tune you out. And when you do get your point across...back off. Praise like heck. The goal is to get them to realize that if they just listen to the aid in the first place, you never have to reach for the back up. Sometimes they might over react to the correction, but you just have to stay with the horse, and work with them to help them find the happy medium between too much and too little. It's all about repitition and consistant expectations. Nikkie may never be desitined to be the ultimate dressage pony, but she can learn to help Stephie learn the basics.
I went to ride Moose afterward. She's getting cranky and fussy. I think she is just so terribly bored. Bored with winter, bored with the indoor, bored with going out alone, bored with dressage work. Which stinks because as she is getting bored with dressage work, I am getting more and more excited about it.
She was pretty good, but she really fussed in the contact again. Too soft, too strong, above the bit, behind the bit. At least without the drop she doesn't have full out panic or frustrated moments. Now it's definitely just fussy boredom. I have to occasionally just tell her to KNOCK IT THE HECK OFF STOP BEING FUSSY and give her a good clear GET OFF MY REIN AND ACT RIGHT and she groans or sighs and starts working well again. Oh what a mare. She's like that with everything. If she's being silly or stupid or fussy or rude, she just needs a good clear I'M NOT GOING TO STAND HERE AND TAKE THIS STUPIDITY FROM YOU KNOCK IT OFF NOW...then she gets back in line. That's all it takes almost every time. It's annoying but at the same time I'm glad she's not a drama queen and she's not stupid...I CAN tell her and tell her bluntly what I expect from her and she will just do it for me. She doesn't get all worked up or nervous if I repremand her, and I don't have to hold her hand all the time. So that's a nice quality, but it is still irritating that she will make me have to tell her to knock it off. Ugh.
This Thursday our little herd of four ponies will be arriving at Knights Landing. Two three year olds and two five year olds, all around the 14 hand range. One has been ridden but the other three are barely halter broke by the sounds of it. I'm getting pretty interested in meeting them and figuring out what makes each one tick. I'm hoping to be able to get videos and pictures of them at different stages of their progress...from groundwork to the first ride and beyond. It should be an interesting learning experience for anyone involved.
Although thinking about them reminds me of a pet peeve that I have. One of these ponies is grey and a little taller than the rest. The other three are chestnut or bay with little chrome. We haven't met these ponies yet and know little more than their age and height and the fact that they are not used to being handled. I can't even tell you how many people have already told me that the grey is their favorite one (you kids know who you are :P) Now if you say you like grey horses and you think the grey is pretty that's one thing, but how the heck do you know that the grey one is your favorite one yet? Because she's grey and a little taller that automatically makes her the favorite. Which drives me nuts. A pretty color and a taller horse does NOT equal a talented horse or a kind horse or a fun horse...etc. You see this everywhere in our industry. Everyone wants taller and flashier. Which thoroughbred on our sale list got the most interest? The 16.3 hand one. Why? I promise you that it was only because of his size. Drives. Me. Insane. If you are tall and want a horse that feels more proportionate to you that's one thing. But seriously? How many amazing horses are people missing out on because they aren't 16.2+ hands and aren't grey or full of chrome??? Please, PLEASE stop assuming the tall horse will be an awesome jumper and the pretty colored one is the most awesome. I have preferences too. I like bays. I love chestnuts. I really don't like grey or black horses or paints that much. I like a taller horse simply because I'm 5'11" and all legs. But I've owned two black horses, one grey, and my favorite horses that I've owned were 15.3 hands and 16 hands and visually a bit too small for my leg. But they were amazing horses and super talented with awesome personalities and I wouldn't have traded them for anything.
GAHHH!
Want proof that you can in no way tell if a horse is awesome by color and size? Here yah go. Teddy O'Connor. 14.1 hand plain looking pony competing (and winning) with the big horses.
Please think a little before you judge a book by its cover :)