Sunday, December 15, 2013

Happy Crimbo! Over and out.

A good ending to a 'season' of SJ. By season I mean the two competitions we took part in this autumn. 


Today, we had to compete as hors concours (HC), due to having accidentally won our class last time. The rules stipulated that in the Class 2, which we did today, it was: 'Open to horses and ponies riders any age combination never  to have been placed 1st in an open showjumping competition.' 

But I didn't want to go from 40cm to 60cm straight-out, even though my instructor said to me on Tuesday that we should do the 60... And in practice we've been doing 60... But it is a psychological thing and I didn't want to push myself too hard. So 50 we did. 

This time it was a course of 10 jumps, not timed. All clear rounds qualified for a jump off. We did a clear round, so we were told – as HC competitors – that, as it's a jolly Christmas show, we could take part in the jump off, should we wish to do so. 




In the jump off there were 6 jumps to do against the clock. We did it in 37,13 sec. I checked afterwards and the winning pony had done it in 36,13. 

We were given a rosette as well, which rather made my day. 

Here a video, yet again another one of our 'super-polished' performances – first the competition and then the jump off.





Happy Christmas. 

Monday, December 9, 2013

Jump, jump, jump!

I am putting in some jumping lessons this week in anticipation to the weekend's another very novice SJ competition. We had another one this morning and it was very enjoyable...

Yesterday, our instructor A rode Rainbow around a 70cm course of jumps, as there was a SJ competition at our yard yesterday as well. It all went very well and was about to be a clear round but, on the last jump, which was a 'plank' type jump (no round poles but planks), so R – a bit cheekily – stopped. So A had to do a little round with her and approach again, so unfortunately got 4 points. Rainbow stopped on the second approach again but A got her over it anyway. I said to A that I think we'll practise the 'plank' jumps with Miss R today, so she's not using them as an excuse. I am pleased to say she flew over all the jumps today and we had a really enjoyable lesson. The jumps were all easily 60cm and some probably slightly higher... 

Because we won the last Class 1 in the previous very-novice SJ back in October, we are not strictly allowed to enter the 40 and 50cm classes this weekend as other than HC (hors concours). Which is fine with me as I certainly don't go there to 'win'. I am still at a stage where I just want to get around in one piece. So any ranking is merely a bonus. However, the prospect of doing 60cm, so Class 3, which I could partake in fully, is tempting me... Given how well we went over the jumps today... Should I? Rainbow is fully capable, it's between the driver's ears that's causing the hesitation...  We'll see. 

I realise I haven't put up any videos or pics of late, so here a little trotting video from a recent Mary Webb lesson... Followed by a couple of pics from today. Enjoy.












Saturday, December 7, 2013

Animals in War memorial, London

Rainbow had a Thu and Fri off while the owner had a little Christmas mini break in London... Also managed to finally go and see the Animals in War memorial in Hyde Park. It was an evocative sight. I love the three-dimensional aspect of the memorial, the way the burdened animals walk towards the gap in between and, on the other side, they run free. 

The memorial was filled with Remembrance Day poppies and remembrance notes on animals that had even recently served in wars, for example, bomb dogs, etc. Made me well up.

On a positive note, while walking back to our hotel towards Victoria, I saw a group of riders – presumably out on casual hack(!) – come out of Hyde Park with their horses and crossing the road in Hyde Park Corner (which is a massive and busy roundabout of around 4+ car lanes), stopping the traffic as they ambled through and headed down towards The Mall, which is the road leading up Buckingham Palace. Brilliant.













I wrote about Remembrance Day last year, which might interest: 


Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Evening jumping lesson

We just had a jumping lesson with our friends Sarah and Sampson. I enjoy lessons with Sarah as we're on the same level and it's nice to jump together, and improve together. 

Unfortunately I don't have any picture material from our lesson but it was fun. 

Our instructor made us jump courses of around four jumps. One jumps was a cross-pole with poles lying on the ground, which made it a bit odd looking for the horses. The approach for the jump was very tight after another jump, a sharpish veer to the left, so it took both horses by surprise. We had our first refusal from Rainbow as well – she just stopped in front of the jump, but I made her go over it from standstill. She bounced over and I stayed on, felt like Nick Skelton! ;) Then we did it again and, again, she was a bit hesitant but I pushed her through it and got lots of praise from our instructor too for riding her well to the jump, making her go over it and steering effectively to the next jump. 

Very pleased with my riding today. Also Sarah did well as Sampson was a bit excited and did little bucks as they cantered around, but she held it together and it was nothing more than exuberance from Sampson's part. And, at one point, Sampson stretched himself out so much over a jump they looked like they were doing steeplechase or something! 

There is another very novicey show jumping competition at our stables in a couple of weeks. It's also a Christmas fancy dress show... Might pluck up courage and see if we're up for it...

Monday, December 2, 2013

Guns and horses

Just when I go and talk about partnership, it is somewhat tested over the weekend. We had a hack from hell on Friday then on Saturday, and when I went to collect Rainbow from the big field on Saturday, the farmer 'next door' had decided too organise a clay pigeon shooting party. Ba-bang! every few moments, about 100 metres away from us, as I approached Rainbow to catch her...

Friday hack was very challenging. It started off with both Rainbow and friend's horse refusing to leave the yard's driveway as they'd dug up a slice of the driveway, a whole width of it, presumably fixing some pipes, etc. and some temporary traffic signs and cones had been added, and the hole boarded up, creating a 'bridge' we had to cross. The horses hadn't seen it yet, so it caused them alarm. Then, behind a bush, where we could not see, a man was loading up a lorry with scaffolding, making loud banging noises. So, all the horses could see was a scary thing 'banging' in the middle of the road. 

Friend's horse pirouetted, almost sweeping us along and Rainbow was trying to turn around. I found that with Rainbow getting angry is pointless. Being firm and praising goes much further. Eventually she walked over the boards and the friend followed.

The rest of the hack was not much more fun; friend's horse was leading and when a lorry approached us on the opposite lane, it had some plastic flying out of the back bit, albeit it was on the ditch side, he'd clocked it. He spun around again and friend was fighting with him to get on. Rainbow is fairly sensible, but with this constant commotion she was now head up and alarmed. I somehow pushed her past the lorry. We'd stopped the traffic on both sides of the road – lucky people were patient and waiting as my friend and her horse bounced across the road in several directions. 

Later on we came across a hedge-cutting tractor 'hiding' behind the hedge, a whirring noise emanating from the cutter, and this was near a stud farm which has paddocks on both sides of the road and often makes Rainbow a bit nervous anyway, as she can feel the presence of other horses. My friend's horse decided to turn around, again, and Rainbow was back in 'giraffe-mode'. As my friend fought with hers, I again pushed mine through the 'hedge alley with horses and whirry-things on either side'. Rainbow wanted to run, I held her with all of my arm strength, keeping heels down and trying to do an impression of a potato sack. The length of the hedges/paddocks is not short, around 200–300 metres, I reckon. I just remember thinking at one point, as we were doing our hurried jog – in the middle of the road... – past the paddocks, that my arms were tired and hurting from holding Rainbow, but I knew I couldn't let go until we'd get to the 'village bit', which is calmer.

The rest of the hack went without incidents. I was knackered when I got home. But it showed me something – upon reflection - that Rainbow is still pretty dependable and was only like that because of the circumstance, and because the other horse was playing up, it caused her to be alarmed and scared of certain things. Had we been out with someone calmer at that point, she probably would not have paid attention to most things.

Saturday was Rainbow's day off and I took her to the field. I collected her in the afternoon and was really worried it'd be a nightmare with the guns going off in the next field. I'd been sent off to the field by the yard owner, to whom I had bumped into at the car park, and I had expressed my worry about the shooting, that 'Rainbow doesn't care if you don't care.' Thanks. 

Walking towards the field, I was entertaining all horror scenarios in my head and hoped that she wouldn't pull off from the lead rope, if she got scared, as had decided if she doesn't let me catch her, I would have to leave her in the field overnight. What I didn't want is to have a horse running around with lead rope dangling and me unable to catch her. 

The mares were in the further corner of the field, presumably standing as far as they could from the gunfire. As Rainbow saw me, to my absolute surprise, even in the situation, she started walking towards me, even though the gunfire was emanating from behind me. I think she realised I was coming to 'rescue' her. She let me catch her. We walked together towards the gunfire and although she did have a little spook at one point (I think it was me shaking at the other end of the rope as the gun shots made me jump!), she followed me but kept an eye on the shooters in the other field. 

The story took even more bizarre turn. From somewhere, a man dressed in full country attire, complete with a cap, some tweed and beige trousers, with his labrador, suddenly appeared on the other side. There is a public footpath that crosses over the land where the yard is, but this was not the correct route. I was aiming for the nearest gate and was very relieved to see this man, so I didn't question him on his route of choice. I just shouted out to him if he could help me open the gate, which was tied up with a piece of old rope, and he was happy to help, jovially commenting how it must be fun to be walking a horse through with all the guns going off. I said indeed, but noted that I now have an idea what horses in wars must have endured, so it was possible for them to deal with loud bangs.

The man, very chivalrously, undid the rope and pushed the gate open with some strength. However, the gate only had one functioning hinge and it popped off, the man, still pushing the gate, fell over the gate and suddenly his previously beige trousers weren't so beige anymore. Luckily his dog didn't get squashed. I was asking if this friendly man was OK and if his dog was OK, as he clambered back up, obviously very surprised himself having found himself lying on top of a flattened gate. I was still holding Rainbow, and the guns were still going off, so there was very little I could do to help the man and the dog. I offered to help put the gate up with him, realistically I would have only been able to give single-hand assistance with holding the horse in the other, but the man urged me to continue my journey and to walk away, offering to put the gate right himself. All I can say that thank you to him and sorry about making him fall over a loose gate...

But, in summary, I can now honestly say that I have, if not a bullet-proof horse, almost a bomb proof one. Not once, even though she was clearly worried, did she really 'freak out' about the guns and on both occasions, the hack and the shooting, she was putting her trust in me to lead her home safely. And that's really lovely to see.

Thursday, November 28, 2013

Partnership

Last couple of weeks we've been having normal, good weeks together. I have cut down our private dressage lessons to one a week – mainly for financial reasons – but also as one seemed to get us more results than the other. Also this other trainer doesn't only do 'dressage' but I can use her for learning to jump better too. The rest of the time we've been hacking and also having some jumping lessons.

Overall, I have really enjoyed riding and working with Rainbow of late. She's a very good girl, but I also feel that we have reached the stage what I can, slowly, begin to call a 'partnership'. This has been wonderful to see in Rainbow, that she would want to do well for me and even to look after me! 

The most noticeable sign of the partnership that we have begun to form is when we jump. For example, she now avoids doing big leaps over the jumps (even if I haven't ridden her particularly well to the jump through my noviceness), changing her steps at the last minute to accommodate 'Mummy', so that I stay on. She also lands in the correct canter often after a jump without me having asked for it (I only learned how to in our last lesson). Thank you, Rainbow, I owe you :)

We have also had good schooling sessions, and the trainer – Mary – is definitely helping me to find my seat and learn to ride R through the seat. In just a few weeks with Mary, I have learned to sit better. In fact, trying to find the 'old' style I used to sit in, for fun, is now rather impossible for me – which is great! Mary has mainly concentrated on getting us straight; teaching me to stop R from falling out in right rein and from falling in left... My left hand still tries to shoot forward on right rein and I pull with the right hand, when R doesn't turn... So, slowly, I am learning to keep my left elbow by my side and keep the outside rein solid for the horse and guide her with the seat. 

One epiphany happened last week, when Mary paid attention to how I hold the reins and it became obvious that don't 'clasp' the rein but hold it in the finger part of my hand, so my hand is a bit open when holding. Mary worked with me to find my forearm muscles, biceps and to give in from the elbow, making the hands 'quiet'. As soon as I stopped giving R the outside rein and clasped the reins, and kept the inside soft, she dropped down into an outline. And I could just sit there and enjoy. Simple when you know how!

I am now also keeping my legs quiet (or trying to!) and only give leg aid depending on the need, not pumping the whole time. I think I am a lot better, but I am also still learning to find my core muscles, especially around the pelvis and bottom, which I need to use for riding with the seat. My knees sometimes grip when I try to give leg aids, and I am struggling to wrap my stumpy legs around Rainbow's barrel... I sometimes feel that in the recent weeks I have had to learn the art of riding all over again, it's so different to how I thought it's done – and how many riding schools teach you at the beginning – learning has been revelational and sometimes hard, but mostly very rewarding. Through my noticeably improved seat, Rainbow has begun to move under me much better, no longer like wading through treacle, but with more pace and purpose, which is really lovely. 

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Found out this week, when a girl who used to come to the yard (and used to ride/compete Rainbow's mother, Sophie) contacted me on Facebook, as she had learned a little tidbit of info about R's mum – that R's mother had a brand on her neck which read 'BK'. Apparently this means that she was part Andalusian. I am sure that Rainbow has plenty of other types of horse in her as well, especially as we don't know the sire and the colouring would imply cob/native lines... But I couldn't resist googling about the Andalusian. How Wikipedia describes some characteristics of the Andalusian horse seems to match R quite well, too:

Andalusian horses are elegant and strongly built. Members of the breed have heads of medium length, with a straight or slightly convex profile. ... Necks are long and broad, running to well-defined withers and a massive chest. They have a short back and broad, strong hindquarters with a well-rounded croup. The breed tends to have clean legs, with no propensity for blemishes or injuries, and energetic gaits. The mane and tail are thick and long, but the legs do not have excess feathering. Andalusians tend to be docile, while remaining intelligent and sensitive. When treated with respect they are quick to learn, responsive, and cooperative.



Thursday, November 14, 2013

Physio visit, pole work and jumping – good week!

The week's been full of horsing around. The weather has become decidedly more wintry and the paddock has turned into a Somme again. 

Monday was R's day off and she had her first physio visit. Nothing major was detected and she was mostly found to be OK. Little stiffness on the right shoulder and I discussed R's canter with the physio as it hasn't been quite as rolling as it could be – this I have mainly noticed in the school, not so much when cantering outside, but this is probably to do with the constant circular movements in schooling. We were given a little stretching regime to stick to from now on, which is to be carried out after exercise when she's warm. 


Rainbow being massaged
The regime involves stretching R's back and sides so that I stand by her shoulder, my back against the shoulder, facing away from her and holding a carrot. I encourage her to bring her head and neck around past me, so the opposite side/back is stretched. Then we repeat the same on the other side. Then another movement is to bring the carrot in between R's front legs, so she reaches towards it between her legs, stretching the top line/back. 

Rainbow is a very keen stretcher, especially when there are carrots to be eaten mid-stretch – two ladies doing they morning 'pilates'... maybe I'll get us both matching 1980s style leotards and sweat bands to complete the look...

Finally we stretch the shoulders by me bringing R's front leg up (in turn, not at the same time!) holding around the fetlock and make sure my back is straight and lean backwards holding the leg, encouraging her to let me stretch the leg and giving her weight into me... This  stretches the shoulder (Rainbow's shoulder, not mine, although I am sure this counterweight stretching might have some mutual benefits). Currently it's obvious that her left shoulder is more fluid than the right side, clearly moves further forward when 'pulling' the leg. But the physio said this is fine, and that's why we're doing the stretches that the right side becomes equally fluid too.



Then we were given pole work as a form of exercise to do, which should encourage R pick up her legs thus engaging the hind, and loosening the muscles too. The physio said the poles should be dotted around the arena and shouldn't always be in a straight line. I should take R around them in circles and approaching from different angles – circles, figures of eight and so on. The physio also said to raise one side of a pole with a block and take R over so she can pick up one side more at a time, also helping with all the above. 

Tuesday was to be a gentle day of exercise, after the massage. I had set my sights to going in the school to lunge R over poles but the local RDA group were being interviewed on BBC Radio Oxford (The slots are at 1:20, 1:49, 2:23 and 2:53 on the slider if you want to listen), so I couldn't use the school. I took R out for a little hack around the village instead! We haven't been out on our own for a long time, so it was quite exciting, but all went well. R is always a bit more alert when she is out on her own, but overall very sensible. I stuck to the quieter roads and didn't go around the whole village, as didn't fancy the main road, but I was very pleased I went out with her.

Wednesday, armed with our new pole 'regime' we had our Mary Webb lesson. I asked to incorporate poles into our lesson, which Mary was happy to accommodate. The lesson went well and actually got Rainbow moving very nicely off my leg, with very soft reins (finally!) – especially at the beginning she didn't seem too keen on the idea of me riding her, moving around in her stable and looking a bit sulky when the tack came out. But with bit of soft rein and bouncing over poles, and lots of praise, R couldn't resist being sulky all morning but clearly thawed and was soon working nicely and moving forwards with nice paces.



Today we had a jumping lesson with our friends Sarah and Sampson. Sarah and I have similar preferences and ideas of jumping, the size of the jumps, etc., so I enjoy sharing lessons with her. Our 'in-house' instructor A was teaching. 

I was first a bit concerned about the early-morning sun beaming into the arena as R has spooked at our shadows in the past. I know how silly it sounds when have written it here! But, for some reason, it seemed that this was too much for me to bear with the added excitement by the jumps. Especially a jump that seemed to glimmer in the sunshine when everything around it were in the shade and quite dark. But A had a few stern words with me and said it's better to practise going over 'funny' jumps that had light beaming on them than having to face them for the first time in a competition. True. 

So A gave us a task of doing a course of three or four jumps with some variations. One of which was the funny 'lit-up one'. Well, Rainbow flew over and I seemed to stay on, so she was due some very generous patting and praise :). Over one jump, she even looked after me and changed her approach to keep me on – she was going fast and 'leapy' but changed it into a nice 'pop-over' at the last minute to wait for me. She's a star! 

A slight dampening of the lesson was that Sarah somehow knocked her thumb during a jump and it became so sore she had to go and get it X-rayed. Luckily no broken bones but some soft-tissue damage. Hope she's feeling better soon, as I want to have our regular jumping lessons from now on! 

Monday, November 11, 2013

Thoughts and events from this week gone

It's been a busy week but I have managed to ride too. Have been suffering from a slight lack of funds too, so decided to rein in the amount I spend on lessons. The amount has been growing to around £55 per week, as I have two private lessons a week, and sometimes more if I am doing some 'semi-private' ones. So I have decided to alternate, so that I mainly have one private a week and then weekly jumping lessons which are 'semi-private'. Will need to break the news to my instructors. But I have to be a bit sensible... The amount of money I spent on R on top of the standard livery charge has grown over the summer and there really is no need. I can ride her for free, so I don't always need an instructor by my side to give orders at £25–30 per hour. Besides, it's probably more beneficial to have one lesson a week (a schooling lesson) and then have at least two days to hone those learnt lessons on our own. Besides R isn't that passionate about schooling, I can tell, but I have to do them for our both sakes – and for me to learn! – so tough.

We've also had nice hacks this week with friends. On Friday, we got soaked as it started raining big fat drops, horizontally, and we slightly got lost as tried to find a new route. Well, not lost, but once we went around these fields my friend knew would lead up back to the 'main route' we take, only to find out that the last leg of the route, through a farm, had been closed off. A very surly sign with words 'Private – No Walkers, No Horses' made it very clear so we had to turn back. In the rain. So the horses, the riders and the saddles were soaked when we rocked back to the yard. Did get a nice canter in though, although I was a bit 'rude' by cantering on when my friend's beast decided again it was too much and broncoed again. We finished our canter at the end of the grass verge, and patiently waited for our friends to finally canter to us 'neatly', with no broncoing. 

This rudeness towards my other friend (not that she minded, as I apologised for having been selfish and she was OK) must have been stored in the karma bank as, yesterday, when cantering on another verge, with another friend, while I was doing my very best jockey impression – egging Rainbow on – I suddenly see a discarded bit of black cabling on the ground. I knew R would clock it too (snake!), and I actually prepared for a rightward evasion movement. The evasion came, but so did a couple of sharp bucks too which I didn't have time to react to. I was still in the light seat, with no time to lift my hands up or to kick on, so I fell off. Luckily it was a quiet bit of field and R proceeded to immediate grazing, so, despite slightly walking away from my friend (who was still on her pony) and me at first, we soon caught her without major commotion. My friend was brilliant, not that I was hurt – I was back on my feet as soon as I had hit the ground – but she kept talking to me and instructing where to get back on R and she held the saddle from the other side, while I clambered back on using a grass verge as my stool, and talked about the Red Kites (bird of prey, not a kite the flying object) that were circling above us on this gloriously bright and sunny day.

We trotted off and Rainbow was a bit 'swoosh' after the incident, and attempted to spook at something else. Again, Becca's reassuring commentary helped; when R was a bit spooky, she told me to kick her on and show who's in charge. It's what you know you should do, but after falling, the adrenalin automatically starts to race through the veins, then, afterwards making me a bit jelly-like, it's good to hear a friend to tell you what to do – it just sort of confirms it and reassures you. 

We got onto the second verge where we often canter (and where I'd had the nice canter on Fri) and I said we could trot and if I felt R was listening I might quietly raise another canter. My friend's pony was quiet and well behaved, so they came behind us and didn't mind which gait we did. So I trotted on and eventually raised a controlled canter. Rainbow was fine and stopped OK too. Afterwards, it actually seemed she relaxed and was back to her normal 'non-swooshy' self. So it was good to have a clean canter without R doing a rodeo show and mummy falling off like a rag doll. :)

I am hoping this won't scar me for a long time, as I have been feeling confident on R in the recent months. But I intend to go out again this week and do a canter. 






Tuesday, November 5, 2013

17 signs you’re dating a horse rider ...

This popped up on my Facebook page from Horse & Hound magazine. Made me chuckle, as quite a few apply...
Perhaps this is your first date. Perhaps you’re a few dates in but your new significant other is still being slightly coy about their hobbies and interests. Here are some subtle yet key signs that you are in fact going out with a horse owner.
1. At the bar, you notice they keep their fingernails hidden in their hands/sleeves.
2. They don’t give the crowd-control police horses outside the stadium the space you feel would be prudent.
3. They’re yawning by 10:30pm.
4. When there’s a risk you’ll miss your train they glance at their watch and say: “Oo, walk on”, with heightened pitch on the “wa”.
5. They lifted that elderly gentleman’s incredibly heavy suitcase down the station steps with ludicrous ease.
6. Their car has a miasma you can’t quite place. It’s not entirely unpleasant — sort of sweet yet rotting — but pungent none-the-less.
7. The Wellington boots by the front door look like they’ve only just escaped Glastonbury, but you’ve already established their owner has never been to a music festival.
8. They have not one but two large wardrobes. The second seems to be made up almost entirely of items that used to be in the first but now have holes in them — plus some two-tone leggings with leather seats.
9. They’re awake seriously early, even on a Sunday.
10. They go out and come back in before you’ve even got out of bed. As you open your eyes, you catch a glimpse of them flying into the bathroom wearing some of those two-tone leggings. You could have sworn the non-leather area was checked and there were diamantes on the pockets. You ponder this is not normal attire, but don’t like to mention it.
11. Sitting watching TV, they twitch on hearing hooves clip clopping past outside and mutter: “loose shoe”.
12. They check the weather report approximately 32 times a day.
13. In the kitchen, when they need to get to the cutlery drawer you’re standing by, they put one hand on your hip and make a clicking sound.
14. They triple-check that the burgers you bought in the supermarket are 100% beef.
15. Despite having a job, they don’t appear to have much in the way of money.
16. When you read a story out loud from the newspaper about royal showjumper Zara Phillips, they say: “She’s an eventer”.
17. There’s a mug in their cupboard that says: “Eventers do it three ways”. You still don’t know what eventing is but this sounds intriguing.
And now you’re wondering about that Zara Phillips.

Friday, November 1, 2013

What to do when you see a goat?

Hack out today was a really enjoyable one, even though we came across all the following things: 

- a barking Alsatian threatening to 'attack'
- peacocks
- a goat 
- race horses and jockeys
- a fly-tipped mattress
- man driving a lawn mower
- people playing tennis
- two Bearded Collies barking at us
- one cyclist
- and a few pumpkin lanterns, plus other Halloween paraphenalia.

Only the attacking Alsatian by this turkey farm and then the goat on the roadside caused Rainbow to be nervous, and I had to push her on. 

The goat was standing on the side of the road (not a busy one), eating from the bushes and when we approached, it said a goaty 'baa' hello to us midst munch. Rainbow was head up and unsure (tbh I was a bit unsure and worried she might whip around, as she doesn't like sheep and thought a goat might just blow her mind) so I spoke to her and pushed her forward. We were just coming up a hill, so turning back wasn't an option really. But R was fine in the end, she went past, looking at the goat, took a few trotting steps but I wasn't fussed, as I decided it was better that we went past than start stopping or turning around.

On the big hill up, I made Rainbow working in an outline. I had read about it in the latest Your Horse magazine. Helping horse develop their tummy muscles (which will also help with creating the power in the hind and thus making them work better through their backs): 

"When you're doing hillwork, stick to walk and – provided it's safe to do so – come up a little out of the saddle and take your hands forwards and wide. Keeping your reins in this side rein position will really benefit your horse. Work him in this shape, then add a hill, and it'll really encourage him to pick his back up."

I hope it worked for Rainbow. The hill we went up is quite steep and long, so she was huffing and puffing, clearly getting a bit tired. She tried to broke into trot a couple of times, perhaps to save herself, but I kept in walk, giving her a good workout. The rest of the hack we mainly walked, only doing a couple of trots. 

Thursday, October 31, 2013

Photos

I've been snapping some photos yesterday and today... Mainly of R looking demure and slightly baffled by the incessant snapping. 

In the bottom ones, from today, R is sporting a new autumn jacket by Amigo Hero 6 in Fig colour, 50g light turnout rug by Horseware Ireland. 










Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Paris weekend off

While the owner went to have a girly weekend in Paris, Rainbow had a weekend off. Well, friend, Becca, took her out for a hack on Friday and sent me this pic while I was somewhere near Eiffel Tower. The text read: 

Hiya just got back , been lovely ride just ended up leaving later than planned. She's so lovely :) had a couple of relaxed canters too :) she's happily tired now I think! I'll put her to bed etc and make sure feed is done and hay nets prepared etc. Have lovely time in Paris - very civilised! 



I felt quite tired yesterday, so did the 'naughty' thing and gave Rainbow Tuesday off as well. I did go and see her, very muddy horse, and mucked out, but riding starts today again.

Paris was lovely, as always.

 





Thursday, October 24, 2013

Lessons in sitting straight, keeping elbows back... and having a balanced horse

We have started new lessons with a new trainer, Mary Webb. We are still doing our 'dressage' lessons with A, too, but I decided to try Mary after a friend recommended her. 

Mary gets me sitting better and she has helped me to get Rainbow to work in an outline without having to have legs like steel clamps, purely by sitting in a better position and pushing R forward with my seat without constantly pumping with legs or fussing about.

I am not straight, apparently, so we are working on having my elbows next to my side and my shoulders straight. I collapse from the middle, especially when I ask transitions (and, often just when going straight...) so learning to support myself with my abs and having a stronger frame, but soft elbows. 

It's only been lesson number two, so long way to go yet but I am hopeful with the little improvements we've already made Rainbow will have a more balanced rider sitting on her in a matter of weeks.

Mary took some photos. Taken on a mobile phone, so quality not the sharpest, but I am pleased to see Rainbow walking better and collecting herself without me having to work too hard.





Sunday, October 20, 2013

100th blog post

I have been putting off writing the next blog post this week, as I realised it's the 100th post. I started this diary a year ago, as encouraged by a friend, Johanna, to follow my life with Rainbow. After the initial apprehension about what to say and how others would perceive it, I have stopped worrying so much and just written about stuff that's been on my mind. It has become almost a weekly habit of writing about something horsey... Usually an account of what has happened in the week and any other problems or issues – and successes – I've had with Rainbow. 


Friends in the paddock
So I felt that writing the 'anniversary' post should include something special. Well. It won't. Sorry!

This week has been fine the horse front and I have done some schooling with Rainbow, learned to sit in a slightly better way – without blocking the movement (maybe this will have its own post in the near future), I have learned about the importance of keeping my elbows further back and learned to simply tilt my pelvis when I want to halt. We've also hacked out with friends, as we do most weeks. 

Earlier in the week, Julia and I took our horses up to the fields and did some cantering too. Julia's horse, Oli, got a bit excited so she had to make him do some controlled cantering around us, when Rainbow and I had already stopped our canter. Rainbow was exemplary and stood still while Julia and Oli did a circle around us. 

Later in the week, we did a second hack with Julia and Oli. Went around the village. It was quite an exciting hack as the roads were still busy with commuters around 9am, there were workmen and noisy machines, temporary traffic signs and big heavy things being lifted on building sites. Rainbow was really good – I was a bit worried at some point, as had l left the martingale home and, a couple of times R did some giraffe impressions when we saw something exciting. But it was all good; she happily lead when it was her turn to lead and once, when Oli was scared of a busy building site, R walked on past like nothing, helping Oli to follow us. I said to Julia after the successful hack despite lots of scary things that I feel like we've been in some police-horse test and passed – next we can move onto crowd control and do a couple of football matches.

Then we did one more hack yesterday morning with friends Sarah on Sampson and Becca on Mary. We did a 'coloured hack', as we had two piebalds and one skewbald :) ... It was a lovely amble through nearby villages. We took a slightly new route back through a stud farm. There's a pathway that can be used by riders. The only 'exciting' bit was the opening and closing of gates to and from the farm, but Becca was a dab hand at opening closing gates while on horseback. Her steed, Mary, a little cob, also made the task easy as she was so low, Becca could reach gate latches fine, even though Mary – as a riding school cob – didn't quite make sense of Becca's cues for forehand turns or leg yieldings!

After the hack, I turned Rainbow out to the mares field (big field). She got to go out with friends and enjoy some wide open spaces, instead  the little paddock she shares with Zara during the week. 

In fact, it was such a mild night (over 13 degrees), I decided to leave her out overnight. It's been a bit showery, but Rainbow is wearing her turn out rug, so I reckon she's been fine. Collecting her this afternoon. 



Thank you to all those who have joined as readers and also those who might be reading anonymously – hope it's been somewhat enjoyable.



Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There's a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can't I?


Monday, October 14, 2013

First Dressage of the season

We got 55% and fairly straightforward comments (by which I mean that I am not using the word 'harsh', but there weren't many positives) about our performance. I am not good enough rider yet to concentrate on getting the horse to go prettily AND do the correct route, so yesterday I reverted into my default settings and didn't collect Rainbow but just tried to ride her around with an even contact and go the right route. 

Rainbow could sense my nervousness and decided that, at one point, the arena white boards were scary, so we had a little spook. I obviously wasn't nervous about the white boards but in Rainbow's little horse brain, she had to find a reason for 'mummy' being on edge – and nothing else was different in the arena except the addition of the boards... I got her back on track but, admittedly, after that I didn't ride her into the corners properly and made a 20-metre circle something between 10 and 15 metres. So my standard stuff – haphazard and half-hearted.

Now I am surfing horse blogs and trying to read about getting horse to listen to my leg aids. I am not upset about my score, as we didn't practise. Also discussed the scoresheet with Tim last night and he was wondering about the scoring, wondering if anyone ever got higher than 8 for a movement and, if not, how does anyone ever get 100%? I said I don't know and I have never seen a judge give better than 8 in the competitions I've witnessed and where I've written for the judge... It's silly really, as if you, for example, do perform a perfect circle, and tempo is good and horse looks good, why wouldn't you be able to get 9 or 10?! I said to Tim to think of it as university grading (here in the UK), no one ever gets better than 70%... Perhaps the readers of this blog could tell me if they know. I know the judging is subjective, but still, how can anyone ever achieve 'perfection'?

So I guess after the little come down from last week's victory, I am having thoughts of incompetence. I also feel I can never get Rainbow to work off my legs effectively, hence never truly achieving collection; I can pump away with my legs and pull the reins to bring her nose down, but she's not really doing it for 'pleasure' or from wanting to do it. So I guess the dressage score and the comments hit home... Generally, I am a very average rider and not sure my horse enjoys her time with me sitting on her. (*Get the violins out!)

I am also fed up with instructors (various instructors) all in their own way saying, do this, do that, don't sit like that, keep your leg there, not there, THERE, do that, Result! But no result! We have a result on our dressage lesson if I give Rainbow a few swipes from the stick, but I don't enjoy that. I don't particularly want to even have to have a stick with me. I don't want to use spurs, as I have never used them and I think that's just upping the ante, and not really improving me as a rider, but just a short-cut to a 'desired' result. Not something I am interested in.


So, this morning, I am wondering why I bother. Maybe I should just hack and let my horse run around in the school nose up in the air. Who cares!

The plaiter and the plaitee.

Last pose before turning the 'grand prix' dressage horse out to paddock and owner off for a cup of tea.




Thursday, October 10, 2013

This week we learned to long line

I have been pondering the merits of lunging for a while now.  I am still very much learning about all the horsey stuff, so I wanted to learn to lunge Rainbow. But, I haven't been able to shake this feeling of lunging being a bit futile and demoralising for the horse. 

There are probably some benefits in lunging, which I haven't come across, but I am worried the running around in the tight circle is not particularly helpful for the horse's joints, etc. either... And – let's put it this way – now that Rainbow lunges with me fine, i.e. she behaves, but I can see it in her eyes that she's just 'obliging'. Not sure if she particularly enjoys working this way.

I thought I'd pay someone to teach me properly and to show me how to do it safely. As far as I was aware, no one had every long lined Rainbow. So it was new to her as well. 

I got in touch with an instructor through Intelligent Horsemanship website, as I am also interested in Monty Roberts and Kelly Marks' methods overall. (I am thinking of going to one of Monty's demos as they're touring around the UK this month.)

A lovely instructor S came over to our's and we learned about long lining. First she took Rainbow and put the dually halter on her, and lead her around the arena, doing some backing up exercises and stepping aside exercises; basic IH exercises. Then I had a go. 

Rainbow was behaving exceptionally and even though she was occasionally a bit puzzled by this odd lesson we were having, not once did she misbehave or refuse to cooperate. Well, maybe the backing up was the hardest thing for her get her head around, but she did eventually. Also I was learning a new way of communicating with R and I was trying to get my head around using the dually halter correctly; it's based on pressure and release as a reward. So timing the release is important to get right. Rainbow also followed me perfectly on loose lead and stopped when I stopped. 

The we had a go at the long lining. S draped some leads over Rainbow to check her reaction to leads and she didn't flinch once. Not even when the long lead was placed over her bottom. 

Rainbow received lots of praise and I was complimented on a well-behaving horse. S said that such a trusting and calm horse, must mean she has a good owner. Awwww... thanks... :)

In the first image we were teaching Rainbow to turn on the line before introducing the second line. In the subsequent images Rainbow is going fully on both lines. 
(The pictures are a bit blurry as had accidentally HDR on on my iPhone, which means it can't deal with moving objects too well, but I am hoping the blurriness conveys 'movement' to you!)

I really enjoyed the 'physicality' of long lining, and I like the idea of how versatile it can be; so not limited to arenas but can go out on a walkabout with Rainbow.  Also the riding-like cues, i.e. the lines are like reins, helps her understand my cues better, and making her work through the top line was a LOT easier this way than trying to convey this to her from the end of a lunge line with no real contact to her whatsoever.

I also like the dually halter, so I will get one for her, as this means I don't need to use a bridle. Using a bridle is fine, of course, but I think this is gentler. 







Today we had a dressage lesson again, which went well. Well, maybe Rainbow didn't like it as much as I did... We worked on her listening to my leg, to which I feel she's become a bit dead. She's never been the 'quickest' off the leg, but she seems to be obliging with other riders more readily. I think I have also let her get away with it too much. So today I asked A if we could take a step back to basics and make her listen to me without the need for me to 'pump' speed into to her constantly. I have fallen into a bad habit of working harder in the saddle than the horse underneath me, so that had to change!

Unfortunately, to get Rainbow listening to me again and to take my legs seriously (without me having to have legs like steel-clamps, which I don't!), I had to get a bit mean and give a few flicks of the whip when a squeeze of the leg didn't produce the desired effect. But she's a quick learner and actually, only after a few taps, she did start taking me seriously and I could just enjoy the ride. First time in ages, I wasn't sweatier than the horse at the end of the lesson, and I was wearing a padded gilet!


I had to post this image of the girls. The weather turned arctic today, or so it felt. Well, it's still around 10 degrees, but northernly winds. When I went to the paddock to collect Rainbow and Zara, they were both standing there with their light turnout rugs on and with flymasks! The flies have been very persistent this autumn, but this was little bit of an overkill. A true cross-over of seasons! Well, the staff at our yard do their best and only well meaning, I am sure. Couldn't help but chuckle though.