Anke on Alexandre (Standardbred/Friesian), Serena on Rooster (Appendix QH), me on Snotty Pony (Ay-rab)(in real life he's not that cute), Kara on Bailey (Dutch Warmblood), and Janaira on Hershey (Dutch Warmblood).
It was fun to see how different the horses are with riders who can actually ride. They quickly realized they weren't going to be bounced on, pulled on, or given cues that didn't make any sense. Each one of them settled into a nice working frame and just looked so... happy within the first 5 minutes in the ring. I need to do this more often.
I also didn't have to help tie, saddle, bridle, tighten girths, help mount, or adjust stirrups. Heaven.
It was fun to see how different the horses are with riders who can actually ride. They quickly realized they weren't going to be bounced on, pulled on, or given cues that didn't make any sense. Each one of them settled into a nice working frame and just looked so... happy within the first 5 minutes in the ring. I need to do this more often.
I also didn't have to help tie, saddle, bridle, tighten girths, help mount, or adjust stirrups. Heaven.
We headed out towards the only patch of blue sky...
walked through he forest and cantered through the fields.
walked through he forest and cantered through the fields.
No one got bucked off, no one screamed and dropped their reins, no one allowed their horse to head back to the barn at a gallop. No one's horse stopped to eat grass in the middle of cantering through the field. No one let their horse ram into the horse in front of them. No one let their horse lay down and roll. Everyone's horse went through the marsh, everyone's horse crossed the water-filled ditch. Everyone actually steered.
We nice conversations. We didn't argue about who's horse was faster, who was stronger, or who could beat who up. We didn't cuss at each other. We didn't talk about the things we did that adults weren't supposed to know about, even if we didn't really do them. We didn't talk about cars or engine parts. Or guns. Or the military. Although Serena could hold her own on the last two.
Serena practiced herding cows by chasing a dog. In a dressage saddle.
We got back to the barn right before the rain hit.
Perfect.
We nice conversations. We didn't argue about who's horse was faster, who was stronger, or who could beat who up. We didn't cuss at each other. We didn't talk about the things we did that adults weren't supposed to know about, even if we didn't really do them. We didn't talk about cars or engine parts. Or guns. Or the military. Although Serena could hold her own on the last two.
Serena practiced herding cows by chasing a dog. In a dressage saddle.
We got back to the barn right before the rain hit.
Perfect.
4 comments:
That was srsly so much fun!
Any time you wanna come ride at Farragut, let me know!
Love the trails at Farragut, there are some nice cantering loops.
Maybe we'll have girl's day at Farragut this summer! Invite Pam and Jackie too.
Hoohooo are those the list of things that happen on a normal basis? HA! I am glad the grown up girls beat out the boys for riding abilities!
Kac
I have to say... as an ex-wrangler at a dude ranch... this post CRACKED me up! I know EXACTLY what you're talking about. Anyways, you sure brought back some fond (and some not so fond!) memories. :)
I enjoy your blog. Keep writing
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