Blurry pic of me riding on the buckle.
My ground crew thinks Rodney likes to be told what to do. I think Rodney needs to be comfortable thinking for himself [Fifth Leg Training]. We’re probably both right.
In pursuit of my goal, Rodney and I have been working on the seemingly simple task of wandering calmly along the edge of the pasture. Previous Horse did this routinely for warm-up and cool down. Even Mathilda managed it, mostly [Helmet Evangelism]. Rodney does not find the task simple. I have no idea why. OTOH, pondering what we have not accomplished because Rodney finds life alarming leads to frustration, tail spins, and breaks from the blog.
Rodney’s been walking quietly for a while now, but not *quite* on the buckle. I’ve kept a nice, long, loopy rein to give him his head. At the same time, I’ve choked up on the rein just enough that I can grab the wheel if needed.
First victory. He gets better as we go. When Rodney is wound up, he gets worse as he goes along. This was his MO for years. Most of this winter, the second lap has been better than the first.
Second victory. I rode absolutely on the buckle for the entire second half of the second lap.
The turtle of progress creeps forward.
Thank you for reading,