To ride dressage is to dance with your horse, equal partners in the delicate and sometimes difficult work of creating harmony and beauty.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

Wouldn't you be leery?

I walked down to get the mail this afternoon. Since I had my dusty-lens barn camera with me, I thought I'd let you hear for yourself what made Lance nervous on Thursday.



Ah, country quiet. Just wait until the vineyards add the "screaming birds" recording and the propane cannon this fall!

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Success in the important things

I finally feel physically and mentally recovered enough to handle whatever comes, so today I rode Lance outside our arena. We warmed up and schooled in the arena first, then rode down the lane to get the mail. The vineyard was playing the distressed deer bellow from speakers next to the road (I have no idea why; that's usually an autumn thing). Lance made it by okay on the way to the mailbox, but on the way home he got increasingly alarmed, in spite of lots of lateral work to keep his mind and body occupied. So I got off and led him away from home, then got back on to ride home. Again he got to a point where he seemed ready to "stop, lock, and load," so I repeated the dismount, lead away from home, remount, and ride home. The third time he was able to hold it together and we made it safely by the scary area. Success!

Keeping a full mane on my horse has not been successful, however. The high-neck turnout sheet was protecting it, but when we had the record-breaking heat wave earlier this month I took it off because Lance was just too hot. He started rubbing then, and has continued even when I put the high-neck sheet back on. Today during turnout he ripped off one of the belly strap fasteners, so he'll be able to rub his mane and tail to his heart's content until SmartPak gets a new shipment sometime in August. :-/

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Tickled pink

In spite of a sad start to the day, I was tickled pink to:
• Have no really painful spasms
• Be able to comfortably sit all three gaits
• Get asked by my husband if I would be interested in taking on a training project.

I don't know much about that last point yet; just that a client died last year and her husband would like to see her dressage horse tuned up and slimmed down. We'll probably be moving the horse here as soon as he recovers from a hoof abscess. I'll keep you posted!

Saturday, April 23, 2016

Pink protection

As I shared on my farm blog and Instagram, I got back in the saddle last Sunday. We just walked around the arena for 20 minutes; I was still too sore to attempt more than that. Still, it felt good to be on my horse again. I intended to keep getting back on my horse on a regular basis, but dealing with the teen did not allow room for that in my life again until Friday. :-/

By then my new helmet had arrived, pinker in real life than I expected. Other than that, I love it – the dial fit adjuster, the mesh-covered vents, the incorporated visor, the fit and comfort. Brian made up for the difficult week by riding with me,

AND taking a photo of me and my steed.
Again we mostly walked, but I tried a little posting trot and was tickled that doing so wasn't painful. The area that is still giving me trouble is my right lower back where I took the hardest hit going through the peach orchard. Hopefully that will resolve sooner rather than later!

Friday, April 15, 2016

Second choice


SmartPak was out of black in my size.