Awareness of the outside world. Black Lives Matter : All Lives Matter :: Save The Rainforest : Save All Forests. Matt McGorry on Twitter, 2015. Tom Hunt in a comic, 2020. ~~~
Photo: DIY small-hole hay net from 2 regular nets.
Just when I think there is no further possible special treatment for a horse made out of tissue paper and filigree.
At the clinic, Rodney stood tied to the trailer eating hay. My outstanding groom – in both senses – sat with him while I audited other clinic sessions. Groom thought horse was attacking the hay with remarkable enthusiasm.
Item. I used to put Rodney up for several hours in the morning. Breakfast. Hay. Nap.
Item. Recently, this hasn’t been working. Breakfast. Twenty minutes with hay and he’s ready to go out. Leaving him in longer didn’t lead to more hay consumption. Body condition sufficient but not stellar. [Nah, I’m Good]
Proposition. Everyone was tired of eating last year’s hay.
Item. Rodney gets a stiff muscle in this neck, right over C2, the axis vertebra. Comes out with short massage. Mostly on side opposite the chronic divot in his back muscle.
Proposition. Neck used as a diagonal counter-balance to compensate for muscle damage/atrophy on opposite side. Seemed likely, as it tracked with riding in the trailer.
Item. Neck bulge had gotten noticeably larger lately, despite no trailering.
Item. Both horses have been tearing into the new hay. Rodney was preferring it to grass at the clinic.
Item. Rodney has been a bit spooky to work around lately. That’s his go-to move when he is uncomfortable somewhere in his body. It seemed out of proportion. Riding was going well. We thought we had a handle on his issues. Reminder, that’s not our call.
Summary Proposition. He has developed a small over-use injury in his neck related to his lateral asymmetry. Eating from a hay net will address this and add calories to his diet.
Here’s what we think. Grazing in the field means you have clear line of site when your head is down. Grazing in the stall means your line of sight is blocked when your head is down. Take a bite. Lift head to see over front half wall. Bite. Lift. Bite. Lift. And so on.
Not a problem in the normal course of things. That’s how horses are constructed.
Somehow, somewhere, Rodney got out of balance. Neck got sore. Repeated head lifting aggravated the problem.
This would be consistent with him not wanting to eat much of the meh hay while in the stall. When the hay got better, he was more willing to use his neck.
Item. Eating on the ground is better for a horse.
Counter item. Not when the horse has a wonky ergonomics.
How it is going? Can you say Instant Tradition?
On Monday after the clinic – i.e. day three of the hay net experiment – I offered Rodney an afternoon snack on the floor of the run-in shed. He went over to stand by the stall door. He gave me a look that said, Everyone knows that I eat in the stall from a hay net.
Also, if he gets sufficient calories at breakfast and dinner, I may be able to cut back on serving lunch.
Despite my lengthy post yesterday, finding out that he needs a hay net might be the biggest thing to come out of the clinic.
Mosely bills herself as a disciple of Mary Wanless. The clinic was an excellent implementation of the Wanless theories that I have encountered in her books and videos.
Oh, BTW, Rodney was an absolute, freaking star.
Day 1 That whooshing sound? That is nine years of saddle seat going poof. As soon as Mosely said that I was sitting too close to the cantle, I thought, ‘Ah, yes. I know where this is going.’ Center of the saddle. Heels back. The way riding used to be.
Want to take a minute to defend Saddlebreds. Lot of folks talk about ASBs running around with their heads up in the air & their butts trailing out behind. The Saddlebreds I ride? Sure. I never got Sam to use his hindquarters any more than I did in any of the kindergarten dressage tests I ever rode. Not true of the big-time horses. You can’t win the five-gaited class at Louisville without serious firepower in the hind end. Willie had a come-from-behind canter that I would have happily taken down to a fence. But I digress. Back to the clinic.
My posting mechanics were okay, just too far back. I can fix that. Boom, done.
Most of the rest of day one was reminding me to maintain the changes.
Rodney trotted around like a school pony giving leg lessons. Who is this horse? [Leg Lessons]
My list: Knees in. Keep kneeling. Close fingers. Shorten reins.
Sit close to the pommel but away from the neck.
It’s a good trot-to-walk transition if you can go right back to trot.
Pull in your tum, as if someone is about to punch you in the stomach.
Strangely, no mention was made of my shoulders. Either they were hidden by my vest, or fixing my seat and legs fixed my shoulders.
Why the vest? We started wearing them last year, when we were all trying to stay out of hospitals. We’ve kept the habit. Sometimes I ride alone. If I ever ride XC, be nice to be used to the vest. Red shirt because we have more Milton shirts then Rodney shirts. Ran out of the latter after day 1.
Final day 1 thought. I have so much baggage with this horse. If he’s bad, I’m frustrated. If he’s good, I wonder what I had been doing wrong before. It’s fun being me.
Day 1, Lecture Push the Table. Put a chair in front of a heavy table, or wall, or fencing of an observation deck. Sit. Put hands in rein position. Push against table, wall, fence. Remember feeling in hands and stomach. Transfer to saddle. Push the table. This keeps your hands in a dynamically neutral position, neither pushing nor pulling. Activates core.
Book rx. Ride With Your Mind Essentials, Mary Wanless. The New Anatomy of Rider Connection: Structural Balance for Rider and Horse, Mary Wanless.
Day 2 When I first got on, sitting that far forward felt as if I was sitting over his neck. I had to keep checking by putting the flat of my hand between me and the cantle. Really? That far forward? Okay.
I need to remember to keep Rodney’s attitude positive. He can be dour about work. When I am concentrating, I leave him to his own devices. He’s not his own best company. Happy! Perky! Pony!
Push The Table is what I call Saddle Seat Hands. Lift. Keep still. I am holding the reins to a double bridle and I do NOT want to mess up. [Different Versions of the Same Thing]
I can already hear purists sniffing they ‘just sit there with their hands in the air.’ I would posit that you can’t physically keep your hands still in relation to the horse without using your core. Otherwise your hands flop as you flop. Whether or not the riders are effective is a different argument. (Update: I would posit that they are. Saddle seat riders come in the same effective/ineffective range as any other discipline. Not the hobby horse I’m riding at the moment.) But ‘just sitting there’ is hard work. Defensive? Moi? Un peu. I get annoyed when people go after saddle seat inaccurately. For example, hearing Three-Gaited/Five-Gaited and conflating ASBs with the true gaited breeds. ASBs trot. Certainly it’s not perfect. I’m on record as being horrified by the ironmongery. If you are going to bust on a discipline, get your facts straight. Then bust away. But I digress. Again. Back to the clinic. [Bits From Hell]
Shortening the reins is a symptom. Simply shortening the reins produces no effect. Once Rodney had his body organized, shortening the reins was simple. I still had to be reminded, but simple.
Everyone complimented Rodney. Mosely joked that she wished she could borrow him for others to ride. We wanted to be pleased. Mostly we were confused.
In the Department of TMI, Rodney peed while he was waiting for me to finish up at the day 2 lecture. Yay! This is good news. He’s been bashful. On the first day, he held it until he got back home. That has to be unpleasant. On the third day, he got as far as the trailer on the way home. Thanks, horse. I guess it was time to pull up the mats.
Day 2, Lecture The pull on the reins is never greater than the push from the body.
Book rx. Balancing Act: The Horse in Sport – an Irreconcilable Conflict? by Gerd Heuschmann.
Day 3 Tired, stressed, and little freaked out. Where has this horse been for the last ten years? The last time I rode this often in three days was Nationals.
In the free time while we waited for our turn, wonder groom and I took advantage of the nice ring and good footing to tinker with what we had seen in the clinic. News flash. Following with the seat means shut up and listen to what your horse is doing. Only then can I make changes.
Close your fingers. I ride with my fingers loose. Closing my fingers felt wrong because it meant gripping more. I decided that it mean keep the exact same feel on the reins, but readjust the shape of my hands. That I can do.
Ride every stride. This does not mean taking action every stride. It means being awake and aware and monitoring every stride. Much like riding Dottie. Always be ready with an arm in second position to balance her pirouettes. [A Change in Attitude, Show Report]
If one is farting around, fart around. If one is working, work. Don’t fart around while working.
The lengthen trot does not feel the way I thought it would. Perhaps I have been watching too many fancy Grand Prix trots.
Speaking of trot, save the show trot cadence for the Saddlebreds.
Speaking of Saddlebreds. My canter work went well, thanks to them. The saddle seat ideal is a slow, bouncy canter. I got pretty good at it. Saddle seat is all about the trot, so this never did me much good in the show ring. It did leave me with stellar canter-organizing tools.
We got as far as lengthen canter. Go us! At one point I got greedy and asked for too much. Rodney got on the forehand and tripped. He gets mad when he trips. As soon as it happened I realized what I had done wrong and apologized profusely. Both of us were able to ride through it, so that’s good. [What Next? Who Are You? getting mad]
At other point, Mosely said we were getting rushed. No, I thought, I’m getting rushed. Once I took myself down a notch, Rodney was fine.
Overall Ride my horse. Time to turn up the volume. Absolutely right. That is where were are now, or were on this weekend. Clinicians can only address what is in front of them. She had no idea how much of a victory it was that Rodney was willing to motor around on the buckle with a calm, relaxed attitude.
Rodney was outstanding all three days. Best lessons we’ve every had. Could be due to brilliant instruction. Could be that she got the best version of the horse to work with. Could be both. On one hand, Mosely is good teacher, with a quiet, positive manner. Rodney and I would have responded well to this at any point. On the other hand, we are as far as we’ve ever been in identifying and managing Rodney’s issues to make him comfortable. Other instructors might have gotten farther with this Rodney. On the gripping hand, even if you get an easy serve, you still need to get your racket on the ball. She did.
Covid Thoughts No masks while outside & riding. Not close to anyone.
For the lecture on day one, I brought along a mask when I thought we were meeting in the lounge. Turns out we were on the open-air observation deck next to the ring. I elected to stand in the ring, leaning over the wall. I’ll stay here; y’all can just sit over there.
Went home. Reviewed CDC recommendations. Vaccinated and outside. I should be good to go.
For the lecture on day two, I sat with everyone. I still chose the most remote seat. Talk turned to scheduling and the impact of Covid on same. One person opined that we were post-Covid, after all, ‘Look around, no masks.’ Speak for yourself, I thought. I am very conscious of how far away from me you are. I heard someone else say ‘Outside …’ so perhaps I was not alone in my reservations.
Otherwise, I have forgotten how to people. I need to dial it back.
In Other News Rodney decided to get in the spirit of Pride month. Unusually, he had no interest in either of the mares he shared the semi-private lessons with. The first was a buxom chestnut. Maybe not his type. His ringmate on the third day was a dainty, bay mare. Meh. Meanwhile, his eye was caught by an attractive, gray cob in the clinic, and a lovely bay gelding who shared our warm-up on the third day. ‘That one. Over there. He’s cute.’ Well, he wasn’t wrong. [Getting Our Hunter On, mare obsession][If Rodney Were Human …, mare obsession, adult version]
Horse – like rider – needs to get out more.
Milton gets a gold star for staying home alone all three days. He had to be in the stall, but waited quietly for his buddy to return. No mix master.
If the clinic recap is not here, I took Monday to recover. Another post from the reserve pile. Later, although still taking Monday off, had enough energy to repost this announcement. (Barely, tired fingers + tired brain = Typopalooza.) ~~~ Awareness of the outside world. Wondering if virtual is here to stay. Dragon*Con has announced a virtual component to the 2021 IRL convention. ~~~
The Run Sign Up announcement is all the information I have. Didn’t see anything on the official Tevis site.
We will definitely sign up. We were planning on riding a DIY version anyway. All the long, slow work we ended up doing last year was great for horses & riders. [VT Archives]
Clinic started last Friday. Therefore, scheduling a post from the reserve pile for today. Gotta go make us presentable to be seen in public. ~~~ Awareness of the outside world. “SERVE is the Savannah College of Art and Design’s student-led community service initiative.” Eight programs listed, including Alternative Spring Break, “This annual community-service project takes place during spring break when a team of SCAD students volunteers time to help meet unfulfilled needs in the Savannah community.” SCAD: Community service. ~~~
Pale Horse Artist: Marcus Kenney Location: SCAD Savannah Date: January 2016
Judging by his other works, aggregate appears to be his schtick, at least in part. The Internet is not forthcoming on the other three horses. One photo of White Horse on display in Hong Kong on the MK: Animals page. That is where I found the title of this one. Don’t click over if taxidermy weirds you out.
Process Notes Photos from a 2016 trip. I found these when looking for the bridge pics for the Savannah 5K. I had spent the day taking wads of tourist snaps with the intention of writing a classic travel article about Savannah. While I never did the travel post, I did get four other posts from the trip.
UAB Dental is still screening for fever. You get a sticker to display. (FTR, appointment was last Tues. Stickers marked incorrectly. First day after long weekend. Felt like Monday.)
Upon leaving …
… people dispose of their stickers.
A handful would be unsightly. Hundreds becomes a statement. ~~~ Many years ago, I saw/walked on/wondered about The Pont Neuf Wrapped. Still can’t say if it was art. Definitely amazing.
I have two writing implement subscription boxes: iPen and Field Notes. Love them both. Not planning on stopping.
However.
The stuff accumulates. Particularly Field Notes. I use them for notes when I go out. I don’t go out much. So, I have extra.
Up For Grabs Pens. Mostly fountain pens. A few other types.
Pencils. Writing rather than drawing. Erasers. You may have it ALL. Hate pencils. I hate how they smear. I hate how graphite gets everywhere. Yes, yes. Ink can smear when wet or when rewet. I have an irrational dislike of pencils. Don’t confuse me with facts.
Field Note notebooks. Softcover. 3 1/2 x 5 1/2. Fits in most pockets.
Non-FN Notebooks. The iPen boxes often come with paper in various forms.
So why keep up the subscriptions if I have too many? Partly novelty. The enjoyment of having something new come into the house every few months. Partly being able to write and take notes with something pretty. Why not make life beautiful where you can?
Questions for you What can I rehome to you? Pens? Paper? Pencils (pleeeeease)?
How much stuff? A reasonable selection? All! The! Things!?
How often? Keep ’em coming or once is enough for now?
Limitations Yes, you will be getting my cast-offs. They will be new, or reasonable close to. Some of the early pens I used and cleaned. Who knows. You may hate what I like and be enchanted with the Schneider aesthetic. You can’t argue with the price. Notebooks will be unused.
Pens might NOT come with ink. May need to buy ink cartridge &/or plunger. Depends on pen.
While I dislike wrapping and mailing, I think even I can slid a few pens &/or notebooks into a padded envelope.
On the off chance this explodes in wild rush, I will divide up the loot &/or keep a list of names for the future.
US or APO addresses. International mail is co$tly.
No complaining. I can’t imagine you would. But. At LEGO conventions, sets are given away. People have been know to fuss about an item they just got for free.
Outro Generosity can be weird. If the offer makes you uncomfortable, consider that …
a) You are doing me a favor by using and enjoying what is just sitting around my house.
b) Pay it forward.
c) Guest post. Surely there is a horse statue, sign, logo, whatnot in your town that would be suitable for a photo post.
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Awareness of the outside world. A popular activity on foot or by bike. For the armchair traveler, surfing on LEJOG or JOGLE will turn up multiple books & blogs full of advice & descriptions. Unlike Route 66, there does not seem to be a set route. Start here. End here. Have at it. ~~~
Vicarious Tour Gleaned from screenshots & Internet research as we went along.
Phase one, Cornwall – Scenic. Touristy. Searches turned up endless listings for places to stay.
Phase two, England – Highway. Straight up the center of the island. So much gray.
Phase three, Scotland – Greenery. Sometimes fields but mostly a tunnel of trees. Refreshing at first but monotonous in its own way after a while. So much green.
Phase four, Scottish Highlands – Scenic. Dramatically flat with coastal cliffs. Looked like a great place to go be moody for a weekend.
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