Rodney Continues to Roam

Training Journal

 

The Marbles Come …
Thursday afternoon/evening at Stepping Stone Farm. The day was too hot to long-line in the sun, so we went right to riding. I walked in covered ring for 10-15 minutes to warm up in the shade. Unfortunately, the diameter is too small for his big self to open up. We went up to the big ring for a quick spin in the sun. Trot, a big loopy trot on a long rein. Canter, ditto. Reverse. Trot. Canter. A few minutes of trot work to see if we remembered how. Getting him use his butt instead of letting it trail around behind him. Done. Pats all around.

It was so normal. Just go in the ring and ride your horse. I had forgotten what that felt like.

… The Marbles Go
To paraphrase a president, “We do not school things because they are easy. We school them because they are hard.”

Saturday morning at Full Circle Horse Park. We deliberately went at the busiest time of the weekend. I emailed the management ahead of time to find out what time would expose Rodney to the most activity. Be careful what you ask for. At one point, there were six horses schooling near us.

We started with pluses. He was pushy at the walk. I went through my usual bout of despair that we were doomed to walk for that day. After a while, I decide to see what would happen if I trotted even though the walk was not 100% as relaxed as I would have liked. The trot that was also not 100% relaxed, but we got it. More walking. Then some absolutely stellar trot work. I worked on keeping my fingers flexible. He seemed to appreciate it.

He did lots of looking, as always. He got to the point that he could look and yet kept going. I told him it was okay to look with his eyes but not his head & neck.

Then.

The three horses schooling cross-country came around to a new side of the course. Rodney was rapt. He stared at them as if he had never seem horses before. I honestly don’t know if he a) wanted to be out there jumping with them, b) was worried they would be eaten by dragons, or c) was worried they were dragons.

I got off rather than fight with him. I seem to have developed a habit of dismount during adversity [Milton at home, Rodney at home, Milton at show]. I’m sure die-hards are appalled. In my defense, I remount and return to work, generally accomplishing we were attempting in the first place. I like to think of it as strategically retreating and reapproaching the issue.

Got back on. We stood. Horses began to filter into the ring with us. We walked. One horse went into the dressage arena that is set up inside the ring. We trotted, not as brilliantly as previously but decently.

A horse in warm-up with us. A horse in dressage arena next to us. Three horses on XC. One horse strolling in grass outside the ring. I could feel the effort he put into holding it together. Good boy. We declared victory and went home.

I don’t know what it is with Rodney and other horses.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

Synchro Peeing

Horsekeeping

 

No pics. You are welcome.

Rodney, The Bashful Bladder
I have to pee. I do so hate peeing in public. First thing I shall do when I get home is to locate a good spot.

They have opened the door of the big white box. Time to go home. Please make all due haste. My bladder is bubbling over. There, I’ve stood while being untied. I’ve have unloaded quietly. Now out of my way. Out of my way, I say. Okay, you take take the wraps off, but hurry.

Really, is this the time to bungle the halter removal? How hard is it to slide the top piece over my ears? How many times have we done this? Are you finished? Good. I’m gone. Nope, not here. Not here. Yes, here.

Legs out. Tail up. Ahaaaaaa.

Milton, The Tidy Bladder
Gotta pee. Hate peeing in my stall. What? They expect me to widdle all over the shavings and then stand in it? Gross.

Here they come. Finally. Open the door. Open the door. Outta my way. Dude, wait up. Wait up. I’ll join you. Good spot.

Legs out. Tail up. Ahaaaaaa.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

Go Team! Louisville 2019!

Graphic Design
Adventures in Saddle Seat

 


 

Stepping Stone Farm
World’s Championship Horse Show, Louisville, KY

For those following along at home.

Qualifying classes
Sunday Afternoon
Reagan & non-SSF horse
26. ASB Hunter Country Pleasure

Sunday Night

Courtney & Buster
42. Four-Year-Old Roadster Pony

Monday Morning
Jess & Buster
52. Junior Exhibitor Roadster Pony – Driver 13 Years old & Under

Tuesday Morning
Reagan & Jimi
92. ASB Adult Three-Gaited Country Pleasure. Split will be class 98.

Championship classes
Wednesday Morning
Reagan & non-SSF horse
144. ASB Hunter Country Pleasure. Must have shown in 92.

Friday Morning
Jess & Buster
186. Junior Exhibitor Roadster Pony – Driver 13 Years old & Under Championship. Must show in 52. If 52 is split, ribbon winners eligible.
OR(?)
Courtney & Buster
190 Junior Roadster Pony Championship. Must show in 42 (4yo) or 101 (3yo) to be eligible. Entries may be limited.

I don’t know the plan if they both qualify. A tough choice, but a nice problem to have.

Saturday Morning
Reagan & Jimi
218. ASB Adult Three-Gaited Country Pleasure. Must have received a ribbon 92 or 98 to qualify.

Links
SSF Facebook
World’s Championship Horse Show
Livestreaming info
Results at HorseShowsOnline
Louisville posts [Archive]

Update. Correction after watching the livestream. “Show your pony!” appears to come from the fancy dress Hackney classes. Road Ponies get “Let ’em go!”

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

The Endless Fascination Of Cow Radio

Photography
Horsekeeping

 


 

They would rather stand at the far end of the pasture, watching and listening to cows in the next field than stand in the barn with fans and a hay snack. The stomped-down, semi-circular bare patch testifies to the amount of time Rodney stands at the fenceline.

Weird.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

Shipping Report

Horsekeeping

 


 

I am not complaining. Not in the slightest. As with my scheduling issues [Combinatorics], I am … amused by the confusion. For two years, only Milton was leaving the property. Now that Rodney has wheels, we have to remember what goes with which horse.

General Equipment
Load Saddle. Bridle. Rider boots & hat. Secure manure bucket, hay net, etc. in truck bed. Check that water and wash buckets are still in the trailer. Yadda, yadda, yadda.

The non-problem comes with the differences.

GOING WITH
Long-lining
The piece of harness that goes across the horse’s back is called a saddle. They both use the same one, albeit on different girth holes. Milton has a separate long-line bridle. Rodney wears his riding bridle sans reins, although we are working on a second bridle for him. Rodney likes the thinner, i.e. lighter lines. Milton goes in the thicker, shorter lines. One needs to remain close to Milton for motivational purposes. Bright red lunge whip stays in the trailer. Easy to identify if we leave it somewhere.

Nose Chain
For Milton, leave leadrope with chain in trailer to be used if needed [Report: Cool Kids]. For Rodney, have leadrope in barn to be put on for loading [In Chains].

Brush Box
Each horse has his own. Milton’s is red; Rodney’s, green. If one of them, say Milton’s, is left from a previous trip, the splash of red will send my brain down the matching path and I find myself loading gear for the wrong horse.

STAYING BEHIND
Then there is the barn. When Rodney stays home, he has the freedom of the field. Milton is still on lockdown. [Rodney’s Semi-Permanent Gold Star]

Clean Stall
Yes for both. If Milton is going to be put up, it is only polite to start him with a fresh stall. Plus, it limits the amount of manure to be kicked around the stall. Although, evidence would suggest that he stands quietly eating hay, rather than running around stressing. If Rodney stays home, he gets access to the stall. We started him that way and he seems to like it, so we continue. Doesn’t necessarily need to be immaculate if he is going to wander in and out. However, we leave him an auto-amusing treat dispenser [Cookie Ball]. We leave it in the stall to keep it in a semi-contained space. Don’t want him forced to roll his cookie ball through manure. Nasty.

Hay
For Milton, in stall. For Rodney, in aisle/run-in or in field depending on the weather.

Water
Milton yes. Two buckets in stall. Rodney no. He can walk up to the trough. He’d love it if we left buckets. They both prefer buckets in the barn to the trough in the field. It’s the same water. Go figure.

Cookie Ball
Milton no. He gives it one nudge and then quits. Rodney yes! He loves it. While we are getting Milton ready, Rodney is standing about chanting Cook! ie! Ball! Cook! ie! Ball! He goes after it as soon as I drop it in the stall. We can hear him whacking away as we load Milton. He gets all, or almost all of the treats out. I need to do a follow-up blog post on this.

As written here, this does not seem hard to keep track of. But I often find myself standing between the trailer and barn, thinking … wait … what? … who am I loading?


 
So much progress. Trailer doors circa 2013 [A Sorry Sight].

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott

Going In Cold, Show Report, Alabama Fun Show, Stepping Stone Farm, 2019

ASHAA Fun Show
Stepping Stone Farm
Chelsea AL, USA
Sunday, August 11, 2019

30 Academy Showmanship WTC Adult, 1 of 3
31 Academy Equitation WTC Adult, 3 of 3
With Transformer
Thank you to Lizzy Plia & Sharon Gray for the wonderful Optimus.

Before
The plan [Scheduling, ha!] was to take at least one saddle seat lesson before the show. My most recent lesson was back in July; before that, April. That hardly seems right. That’s what my notes say.

Anyway.

Between hauling the home team about, yay! and massive heat, boo!, we ran out of calendar. Instead of squeezing in a lesson at the last minute, I decided to make a virtual virtue out of necessity. I’d see how well I could show without any prep. Result, good saddle seating, at least on a tolerant and willing school horse, bad attention to detail.

This was only my second time on Optimus. I didn’t indulge in my usual hemming and hewing with a new horse, which says more about him than it does about me.

During
First class. Went in. Zipped around. Remembered where to put my pinkies and my feet [Switching Gears]. Felt like a hero. In reality, credit goes to an understanding horse who went in and did his job with minimal input from me. First.

Really, I can’t say enough nice things about Optimus. He’s such a good guy. Every lesson program should have one. Or two. Or six. And yet, my heart remains with Sam, in all his curmudgeonly glory. No accounting for taste.

Second class. Wrong diagonal. Seriously? Last.

No media. It was a home show, which meant all hands on deck, which meant any free time was spent running about, which meant I completely forgot to take photos or have photos taken of me. Bad blogger.

After
Most importantly, I have now done the minimum of three classes at two shows [Saddlebros] to qualify me for the ASHAA year-end awards in the two Academy Adult divisions. Currently two big fluffy 4ths.

Selfie after our lesson last month.

Thank you for reading,
Katherine Walcott