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

Sunday, January 6, 2013

'Cause baby look at you now

Here's that pretty baby now, maybe not all grown up yet (I think he has some more growing – and a whole lot more maturing! – to do), but well on his way. 

I convinced Rick to go riding with me this afternoon; amazing! (Also amazing was how good his squirrelly horse Ollie was.) I enjoyed their company; it was a nice change of pace for Lance, and there was someone in whose hands I could shove my camera. :-)

Rick told me it was okay to start doing more than just walk, so Lance got to do a little jogging and even some cantering today. He's offered to jog before, but I wasn't sure what I'd get when I asked for canter for the first time in over three months. He was amazingly biddable and picked up the correct lead every time. He didn't want to stay in canter, but that will come as he gets stronger.

He felt very slow and pokey at all three gaits, so I was surprised when I asked Rick to comment on Lance's "Western jog" and he said, "He has a lot of reach; that's no Western jog!" The walk I was getting when Rick was taking these photos felt equally slow, but there's no denying how well Lance was stepping under himself. I think I need some eyes on the ground to help me learn to read my new dance partner's way of going. His natural tempo is much slower than I'm used to!

11 comments:

Theresa said...

You two look quite handsome together and Rick is right, from that one pic, he is sure stepping under himself. What a lovely horse he is!

thecrazysheeplady said...

He looks great!

A :-) said...

A law was made a distant moon ago here:
July and August cannot be too hot.
And there's a legal limit to the snow here
In Camelot.
The winter is forbidden till December
And exits March the second on the dot.
By order, summer lingers through September
In Camelot.
Camelot! Camelot!
I know it sounds a bit bizarre,
But in Camelot, Camelot
That's how conditions are.
The rain may never fall till after sundown.
By eight, the morning fog must disappear.
In short, there's simply not
A more congenial spot
For happily-ever-aftering than here
In Camelot.

You and your Lancelot :-)

Lori Skoog said...

You must be very happy to have this beautiful boy home!

Mary Ann said...

Okay, I hope you don't hate me for saying this, but YOU LOOK GREAT IN BRITCHES.

C-ingspots said...

Love the baby pictures Michelle!! Especially like the spunky ones, and that second to last one...shows him reaching well under himself even then. That's the first thing I noticed about your pics on today's post, while at the walk, Lance is reaching well under himself. That must make you happy!! He's a natural!! Have fun getting to know your new boy. Where are you ordering his name plate from? I'd be interested because I've been looking for one for Eagle and haven't found "the" right one yet. Is it for his halter, or his stall door??

C-ingspots said...

I was surprised to see how light he was when he was born. Looked like a Palomino! He's considered a Red Dun right? He has such an adolescent boy look about him...Mr. Mischevious!!

Michelle said...

Thanks, Theresa, Sara and Lori; I am as thrilled with this horse as I thought I would be!

Yes, he is my Lancelot, Adrienne. :-)

Mary Ann, the bright kelly green of those polarfleece breeches must be blinding you! But thanks for the compliment.

Yes, Lorie, he's registered as a red dun, and it shows more in those baby photos than it does now, with that light body and red mane, tail and dorsal stripe. Since I'm matching Lance's stall door name plate to the others we have, I ordered it from the same place - Dover Saddlery.

Laura said...

Yay for you and Lance! You will have such fun learning his quirks, preventing some others, and guiding him on the road to brilliance.

I can't wait!

Michelle said...

And I love sharing our horse journeys with each other, Laura!

shelly hancock said...

Ohhh,Lance is even more handsome under saddle!