Monday, October 19, 2015

First Clip in the Books

can't freehand a star yet
I swore off clipping until the end of October this year, but between 80f+ temps and Courage getting super hairy, even a quick 20 minute ride ended with him in a lather. I found myself with a few unexpected free hours on Saturday, so I busted out the clippers and went crazy.

I love a good full body clip, but Courage isn't in that hard or consistent work right now and I'd like his blanketing to be as low-maintenance as possible. With this clip, he still has most of his hair, but the areas that get most hot are bare.

Courage is the sort of horse that does have to be blanketed in the winter, as he loves getting dirty and HATES being brushed. I just don't want to make it an issue before we have too. It's still warm enough that we'll be doing the constant blanket on/off routine for the foreseeable future, and that's just a pain.

So yes. Round 1=chaser clip and shoulder hearts.

Friday, October 16, 2015

To Lunge or Not to Lunge

really loving the black-on-bay right now
If you've been around here for any length of time, you probably know that I'm not the biggest fan of lunging. There are circumstances in which I will lunge, though--the most recent example would be be on day two of a high fever when riding seems like maybe not the best idea.

always flailing
Although I have plenty of theoretical objections to lunging, I think my primary dislike is based on the fact that in the 2+ years I've had Courage, I have RARELY had a lunge session with him that did not include a hearty dose of rearing. And flailing.

I dunno about the rest of you, but I don't need more rearing in my life. 

look who's cantering on the right lead
Maybe that information makes lunging my particular horse while sick not the best idea ever, in hindsight. However. I did it. (Poorly and half-assed-ly, I'm sure.)

Most of my pictures are blurry because apparently I can't be sick, lunge, and have mad camera skillz, but hey.

not a hi ho silver picture. sorry.
It's good to know that Courage can give to pressure, carry himself forward, and generally take a nice shape with very minimal interference from me. I suspect the lack of rearing came from me never really closing the back door and pushing him FORWARD, but for now, I'll take it.

What are the odds I'll ever be able to take a lunge lesson on this horse? Does it usually take two years to get to lunge a horse without rearing?

Thursday, October 15, 2015

My First Encounter with a Saddler

For those of you have have regular access to saddle fitters and leather repairs and tack stores, this post really isn't for you. Also I hate you a little bit. For the rest of us, here's a basic walk-through of the saddle fitting process.

I live in an area where horse keeping isn't THAT expensive because (fun fact!) we have lots of space and almost no amenities. So that's awesome. I've learned the mechanics of how a saddle should fit through trial, error, and picky horses, but I have never before had access to any sort of saddle-fit professional.
until now
Enter Adrienne Hendricks (using full name with permission and because it's part of her business name). I've seen her name bounce around a few times locally and knew she did minor leather repairs. Then I found out she was interning with a British-trained master saddler and did fittings and flockings and the like. I filed that information away, but since I've never had access to a saddle person, I didn't really know what to do with them.

And then Courage's sweat marks under his dressage saddle started changing. I'd never really liked them, but he wasn't complaining and the saddle seemed to be the holy grail that fit both of us. But they kept changing, which of course correlates with him developing as we do more and better dressage work.

And once you have the holy grail, it's in your best interests to try to keep it.

So I called Adrienne. (Or more like, sent a panicked facebook message, then got cold feet, then scheduled her, then almost canceled, then went ahead with it.) We set up my first-ever full-fledged saddle fitting.

First off: I was super happy with Adrienne--she's personable, she rides, and she was very professional. I hadn't met her before, but she put me at ease pretty quickly. She started by asking some questions about or level of work (low) and our history of saddle maintenance (none). Next. she carefully evaluated how my dressage saddle sat on Courage's back.
(you've all seen my horse with a saddle on before)
Then. Out came the saddle fitting curve! This is something I've read about online a lot, but it seemed a bit more complicated than what I was comfortable with on my own. And yeah, it was. She took three measurements of Courage's back (withers-ish, mid-back, and back back. I'm so technical!). There was a level attached to the curve to make sure all the measurements lined up and she transposed them all on to the same piece of paper.

She also used them to compare with the underside of my saddle, and we came away with this information:
1) Courage is pretty symmetrical in general and exhibits no particular back soreness.
Comment: Huzzah! I was right!
2) The only noticeable variation is that his right hind is clearly his weakest link--there is a bit of a corresponding hollow in his back.
Comment: Less pumped about being right about this.
3) My saddle actually fits him quite well.
HUZZAH
4) The flocking in my saddle is a bit like roadkill on a country highway that's been left out for a whole winter. Like, still technically recognizable as a saddle, but hard, lumpy, and way dead.
not gonna lie, this was terrifying. RIP saddle.

We'd initially only planned on the fitting, and minor flocking adjustments, but there was no denying what needed to be done. There was also no denying that my checking account would in no way accommodate my crazy new plan to just DO IT ALL NOW. I have a long, tragic history of beating that poor account with a stick, so we rolled with it. I told Adrienne to take the saddle home and do the full reflock.

She felt really bad about how that was substantially more money than I was planning on spending, tried to talk me out of it because she wasn't trying to take advantage of me, and then offered to throw in a free dye job on the saddle, so it would be beautiful. Not saying no to that.

I also got to go to her workshop and watch some of the work being done, which was fascinating. I'd never seen a deconstructed saddle before. Fun fact:
this is the saddle
these are the panels
They come apart in two totally different pieces. This is also why lots of saddle people think half pads are silly--if your saddle has decent flocking, you basically have the world's best half pad sewn on to the bottom of your saddle.

That's pretty cool.

In a couple of days, I had my saddle back. I could feel the difference in the panels IMMEDIATELY. They're always been hard and lumpy, and now they were squishy and soft and even and comfy. I can definitely see how Courage will be more comfortable with them. The dye job was lovely and even and made the saddle look brand new, and she'd made a couple minor repairs to the stitching and d rings.

I love it.

It's like having a brand new saddle, only without all that buy/sell hassle.
before--greying out everywhere

after--gleaming, beautiful black
 I've had my saddle back for several weeks now, and I really couldn't be happier. It fits great, Courage goes great, it looks great. I can ride with confidence because I know Courage isn't in pain at all. We do have a plan to meet up again in a couple months and re-evaluate the flocking as it settles, which is a normal part of the saddle-maintenance routine.

This may be my first time using a saddle-pro, but it definitely isn't the last. I'm thrilled with the possibilities. Let's face it--instead of the perennial saddle-shopping side show, I got to spend far less money with a much more satisfactory result. (And if you're local, definitely give Adrienne a call. Well worth the money, imho.)

If you're like me and had never been around the process before, this is a little bit of what it looks like. If you've done something similar with your saddle, how does it compare?

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

When A Horse Girl Gets The Flu...

Day one: play with dogs and take fun sunrise pictures. Feel a little like crap in the morning, so much like crap in the afternoon that the 2 hour drive home is borderline dangerous.


 











 Day two: crash hard at home. Cuddle with animals and watch tv while rocking a high fever and all the attendant awesome. Call in to work and don't even try to go to the barn.

bonus dog loves sick days

Trogdor loves broth

#hawkward

















Day three: arbitrarily decide to be better. Go to work until your head hurts so much that you can't concentrate, then head to the barn. Have an unfortunate incident on the freeway, but high five yourself for also having an emergency kit so you can fix it yourself.

Lunge horse.

Overdo it.

 Make self more sick.
gummy bear duct tape ftw












not bad, eh?


And repeat.

Tuesday, October 13, 2015

Teach Me Tuesday: Grooming

it obviously works for him
I really, really love grooming. I used to pick feet every time, go over the horse with a rubber curry, use a stiff brush, and then finish with spendy body brush. I'd hand pick tails and keep manes perfectly pulled.

And that was pretty cool. It was beauty time and bonding time and everyone is happy.

Enter Courage.

Little man HATES grooming. I had to go out and buy him his very own special long-bristled-super-soft dandy brush and even that used GENTLY makes him pick up his feet and dance. Heaven forbid I get out the TORTURE CURRY MITT.

i like this mane. there is so much to grab.
World-ending, folks.

My grooming routine has radically altered--quick dust off, check feet, run a brush through his mane if I have lots of time. If I hose him off after a ride, I try to rinse his tail and throw some conditioner in it to limit breakage. Anymore, his mane is on the long side. It's a dressage horse look, I like it, and why not. Those are my reasons.

So. What else are y'all doing out there? Does anyone have a horse that likes being curried I can borrow?

Monday, October 12, 2015

Martingale Monday

running and jumping
One of the things I love about blogging is the ability to get to know the person on the other side of the keyboard. It removes the whole "strangers on the internet" stigma and makes people be more civil.

And that's good.

Because I hate when I'm reading the latest post on the Chronicle facebook with a picture of a Big Name Rider, and someone IMMEDIATELY jumps all over them for using (DUN DUN DUN) a martingale. It takes less than four comments to get from "what's that for?" to "they are obviously a bad rider" to "that person is like horse Hitler".

standing and jumping
Headdesk.

Look, I'm not a famous rider and I never will be and I'm ok with that about myself. I like to refer to a quote from one of my personal idols, William Fox Pitt, when he said that he lost at one of his first big events early in his career because something unforeseen happened and he was riding without a martingale. Now he always rides with one on the logic that it does nothing unless you need it, and then you don't want to be without it.

morning after something bad happened
So there's that.

And let's all just agree that Mr. Fox Pitt rides a hell of a lot better than most 4* riders ever will, much less us ammies flopping around the lower levels for fun.

But if you have an irrational hatred for one of the best British riders in the world. let's look at one of the most prominent American eventers of all time, aka "god". Some of you may know him as Jimmy Wofford. His comment is that every horse should go in a plain caveson and a snaffle, but you have to LIVE THROUGH THE PRESENT to prove him right eventually.

And if you're still hating on those people because they're strangers on the internet, well, here's this:
because somehow i'm not a stranger on the internet
This happened in a dressage lesson at home with a low pressure trainer. It created a whole chain of behaviors that took quite a long time to fix and the initial shenanigan could have been completely prevented with the use of a simple training aid known as a martingale. In fact, either a standing or running martingale would have done the trick in this situation.

I had neither.

It sucked.

So while I 100% understand that a martingale is not an legal piece of tack for a dressage horse to compete in, you bet your ass Courage goes in one periodically. 

no you cannot dump my ass in the lake
It works for us. It has no effect until something untoward happens, then it goes back to neutral. Instead of learning to turn himself inside out and run for the hills, Courage learns to deal with life.

And that is a very, very good thing. Hate all you want on my artificial aids, but at the end of the day, I'm creating an educated equine who will be very capable without the crutch. Until then, I have to survive.

Friday, October 9, 2015

About-Face on Video

It's no secret that I hate video. I just do. I can't explain it. I rarely watch it. When I have it of myself, I mostly use it to take screenshots and make pretty pictures. I'm quite discontent with how I look and how I ride, so the idea of watching myself riding is rather nauseating.

But.

We have the big goal of doing first level (ack!) at the recognized show in May.

someday i will ride the canter not like a monkey
That means I have to get better. My first step was to not only take a lesson (!!) with my fabulous on-site trainer who totally gets my horse, but also to inform her that we were going to step it up and get in on the program. By which, I mean take a lesson every 1-2 weeks. We have an indoor. Weather is a non-issue. We're going to make this happen.

Moment of silence for all the pretty shit I will be not buying the rest of the winter. SOB. GOODBYE CUSTOM MATTES.

The second key is video. I need to be consistent about getting video of myself and my horse and I need to get over my hatred of watching it. Video keeps me honest about myself and shows me what the judge sees. That is critical to improving.

So. I made myself watch my derby videos and am including them below if you're interested. (I am not offended if you're not.) My trainer is totally ok with me handing her my phone and taking lesson video, so that's covered too.

Derby Dressage Intro B(score of 35):



And the ground poles course:

(My apologies--aside from about the first 15 seconds of the ground poles, both those videos are wicked boring.)

And hey! If I haven't lost you yet, there's even video from my lesson.



So here we go. Onwards into first level and video and the modern era!

Thursday, October 8, 2015

Not Confident, Not Proud

Well, we did it--Courage and I finished 3 of 4 in the locally offered derby series. We won twice and were second once, which means I should be a lock for the big goal: my first ever chance at a year-end award.

That is all very exciting.

Or at least, it should be.

it's what we can do
I mean, it's huge for me. I have a massive xc phobia, to the point that I almost didn't even complete the first derby because I was so out of it. After a full season of trotting my talented-but-difficult horse over poles in a field, I'm not sure that moving up (to cross rails!) is such a good idea for us. I certainly rode better at the end of the year, but it was never what I'd call fun.

not me riding
Not ever.

This whole thing is hard for me and that's just what it's going to be. We can (and will) be dressage and show jumping competitors and be quite happy. We don't ever have to do XC for real.

But here's the rub: we all know that pride has no place on a horse's back--they humble us so fast that it would be funny if it wasn't excruciating.

just keep riding
But when I'm off the horse?




I know I'm proud of us. I know that what I did last Sunday was HUGE for my confidence. I know I improved over the year and what I did Sunday was NOT something I could do in June.

But.

It's ground poles. It's a glorified trail ride. If it literally was your first time on a horse, you could probably do it. (Well, probably not on my horse, but a horse.) Go SprinklerBandit! You're the best at something a lesson student who's never ridden before can do just fine.

I was all excited for my first-ever award for being consistently not-horrible at something, and now I'm contemplating not even showing up to get it. Like. "Hi everyone. I'm scared of xc and did it anyways, except over tiny poles."

high option even with sharks
I'm surround by talented people on horses that IMHO are no nicer than mine. I SHOULD be better than this. I feel like I should be farther along, braver, something. I should be the one who can just kick around a stiff course on my oh-so-talented horse.

But I'm not. I'm right here.

And it's not easy to admit that in public sometimes. 

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Why Winter is the Best Season

looking up
Our last dressage test of the year was Sunday. I'd like to never do another walk/trot test again, so this winter is all about getting to first level.

And it's going to get ugly before it gets pretty.

I've been holding off on pushing Courage to do too much in the sandbox because I didn't want to freak him out and then spend our last derby galloping sideways out of the ring and getting disqualified. That would be dumb. Also, it would not be the first time something like that happened to me.

First level (eek!) means I need to ride better. Courage needs to go in a more uphill balance. We need to develop a comfort level with lengthenings and going sideways, both of which require a loose, moving back, which neither of us are good at. I need to start thinking about sitting trot again, though I don't think I have to be good at it until 2nd level.

We're starting to push my comfort zone, so I need to be consistent about lessons (which also means I need to buy less tack to afford said lessons).

long lonely nights in the indoor
I know a lot of people are down on winter because it's dark and cold and there are no shows, but to me, the whole thing is a golden opportunity. I probably won't do another proper dressage test until what, like April, which means I have MONTHS to get better at this whole thing.

I suspect I'll need every minute. 2016, here we come!

Tuesday, October 6, 2015

This One Time, At Pony Camp...

Most. Adorable. Picture.
 I kept Courage at pony camp aka "our former barn that we dearly love" an extra day because in theory, ground poles aren't hard and we were going to squeeze in another ride with friends. Our fall weather is AMAZING right now, so we were taking advantage of it.

In practice, not so much. Courage and I were both pooped from the weekend. Plus one of our barn buddies wanted to set a jump shoot chute. Sorry failing at brain today.

Courage was actually jumping great--I've jumped him on the lunge a fair amount to help him learn to use his own body and then to reel him in when he gets mad and pisses off. None of that yesterday. Buuuuut there was the tiny issue of trying to bounce an oxer.
think bounce
OH SHIT SHORT BOUNCE
cue general destruction
Yeah meant to do that
and that is why we don't bounce oxers, kids
 After that solid dose of heart failure, we dropped back to a cross rail and started over. Courage never even thought about refusing, though he definitely gave everything a lot of space.
  
you'll note the bar across the top of the oxer...
up
and over
#sexappeal
Did I mention he jumped every fence out of a lazy jog trot? I'd post a video for you, but my phone was all NA NA NA NA NA NOPE.
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