|all the cool kids hollow the base of their neck and trot backward|
Between the added pressure of having a fancy camera on hand and the part where Lins was yelling "SMACK HIM WITH THE WHIP", I eventually figured that I should do, well, something.
|At least it's uphill, am I right?|
So we tried cantering.
My idea was to get him going forward and using his back and having that help us.
That is a really great plan if I had you know, ridden him forward.
When I just flop my reins in the wind and break the line from my elbow to the bit and sort of awkwardly bounce my hands off his mouth, it's not all that useful for anything.
But despite all that, we started to find some rhythm.
I got my reins (slightly) shorter and my hands (slightly) higher. As I started to ride better and expect more, he stepped up and gave more.
|Need dis. All of it.|
I know he can do it. Now the onus is on me to step up my riding. Demand the forward and/or mix up our routine in a way that encourages us both to go forward.
It all starts there. That's the key to our transitions, our contact, and solid jumping.