We are quietly examining the schedule for suitable places for Milton to start showing with a cart. Yes, yes, many a slip ‘twixt the cup and the lip. It’s all tentative and progress-dependent. One factor has become obvious. Greg doesn’t have the time. He’s busy working. (Go him!) If he’s to have a competition horse,Continue reading “Milton & Me, Redux”
Category Archives: Combined Driving
Tennessee Travels
Driving Thursday We went up to Tennessee for the eclipse. Beforehand, Greg had two driving lessons with Bliss. Obstacle video segment by Coach Kate. Thank you for reading, Katherine Walcott
The Family That Drives Together
Driving Thursday Greg We borrowed from WHF (thank you!) a breastcollar with a deep V that rides higher on Milton’s shoulder and lower under his neck. Freeing up the shoulders freed up the whole horse. We are now ordering one of our own. Katherine My driving Milton is not a policy statement. It was anContinue reading “The Family That Drives Together”
Why Watching Milton Drive Makes Me Cranky
Enough about them [Maiden Voyage!, Milton Drives On], what about me? When we get home from a drive, I am exhausted; partly physical, mostly mental. I said as much after Kentucky [Repercussions]. Here’s why. Base Emotions I have never gotten clear on the difference between envy & jealousy. Maybe it’s neither. I don’t want whatContinue reading “Why Watching Milton Drive Makes Me Cranky”
NoPro
Driving Thursday Marathon practice at Whip Hand Farm. The voice is Coach Kate trying to get Greg to a) look up & b) use his words. My goal was a companion video from the carriage, but found out I hadn’t started my phone on any of the runs. Instead, I have a lot of uselessContinue reading “NoPro”
Milton Drives On
Video I promise, I won’t make a habit of miscellaneous schooling videos, but I want to document the first few days. Below is days 2 & 3, at Stepping Stone Farm, under the watchful eye of Coach Courtney. Non-video Day 2 Us: So now that you know what’s going to happen, are you still willingContinue reading “Milton Drives On”
Fate Speaks
Call it Fate. Call it God. Call it the Universe. Call it the human ability to find patterns in random noise. Call it whatever you want, I can’t help but feel that I’m being sent a message. Saddle seat? Absolutely. How much ya want? There are enough lesson horses at Stepping Stone Farm that IContinue reading “Fate Speaks”
Virtual Brush Box 