We shipped Milton over to Stepping Stone Farm for a second lesson [First]. I’m tickled with everyone. Coach Courtney has the flexibility to work with us on driving skills without insisting that the horse go like a Saddlebred. Greg is learning from the lessons and from the opportunity to work in an enclosed space. MiltonContinue reading “Milton at SSF”
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Dressage June 2017: We Leg Yield, Who Knew?
Rodney and I had our third dressage lesson with Mr. E. [March, May]. We went for the full 45 minutes. No quitting early for us. We trotted. A lot. Probably as much as we have trotted for the rest of phase II combined. We did leg yields. I would not have said that I knewContinue reading “Dressage June 2017: We Leg Yield, Who Knew?”
Letter Art: Ya Gotta Want It
“Art – or any craft, is something you have to have your heart in.” debandtoby commenting on my post [SketchBox Fail]. Thank you for reading, Katherine Walcott
Anatomy of a Snit
The Short Version Had a meltdown. Decided to stomp away from riding and blogging. Had a great lesson. Decided not to. I meant it at the time. The Rest of the Story Descent into Despair My first lesson after Mid-South was terrible. The bridle was set up in a way that makes me uncomfortable. BecauseContinue reading “Anatomy of a Snit”
Foto Friday: Instagram May 2017
May Instagram from @rodneyssaga. View this post on Instagram A post shared by Virtual Brush Boxx (@rodneyssaga) View this post on Instagram A post shared by Virtual Brush Boxx (@rodneyssaga) View this post on Instagram A post shared by Virtual Brush Boxx (@rodneyssaga) View this post on Instagram A post shared by Virtual Brush BoxxContinue reading “Foto Friday: Instagram May 2017”
Navigator Training
Driving Thursday Countdown timers. Countup timers. Stopwatches. Time allowed. Time window. Kilometer splits. Turns out a navigator is more than an animated sand bag. What have I signed up for? Thank you for reading, Katherine Walcott
Hitting the Trail
Saddle Seat Wednesday Sam: Just because we are on a trail ride, that does not give you permission to go all hunter/jumper on my ass. Please slide back to the back of the saddle and keep your feet out to the side where they belong. For hot-house flowers, everyone did excellently, including flushing a turkeyContinue reading “Hitting the Trail”