Media Mania

Wednesday night I had the most amazing jump school with Mr. Fosterpants. J came out to be that voice in my head again and was able to take a bit of video. We focused on putting together some related distances, including a 3 stride line and a 4 stride bending line before putting it all together in a Training sized mini course. I shortened my stirrups another hole and really started feeling my mojo come back the more successful spots we had.

Bending 4 stride line 3’3″

Honestly, this schooling was exactly what I needed before going into the clinic next week. While not 100% perfect, if I ride like that I don’t think I’ll feel like a total fool in front of the likes of Will Faudree and friends. This was even an improvement over the jumping we did last weekend, which I also happen to have a ton of videos of!

Last weekend, using 9′ ground poles

 

Gymnastic 1 stride-bounce-1 stride

 

Jumping a skinny

 

Single Oxer in which I pump then he dies

 

I have even more videos, but at the risk of either boring everyone to death or taking up all the bandwidth, I’ll keep them over here. As a visual person, all of these though have been excellent tools in seeing what is going on and developing the feel for the right canter and position.

This weekend we’re going to do one more jump school, which ideally will cement all this positive juju in place, followed by a dressage lesson Sunday where I am hoping we will pick apart these lackluster lengthenings. Hoping you all have a great weekend filled with happy rides!

From the [Horse] Husband’s Mouth

My oh-so-wonderful husband has agreed to experiment with a possible monthly blog post for House on a Hill! To get the series started here are 10 questions answered from a horse-husband’s point of view!

What was your first experience with horses?
I was on a trip in Costa Rica when I was 14, and we decided to do some trail riding one day.  I had never been on a horse, but I expected them to be quite big.  These Costa Rican horses seemed tiny compared to what I had imagined: shorter, thinner, and not very energetic.  Afterward, I mostly just felt bad for the horses.

Do you have any interest in riding horses yourself? Why or why not?
I do not.  I think that having one member of our marriage with a very expensive hobby is enough, but I will always be supportive of her at shows and while filming lessons.  I have learned enough about horses up to this point to be of help whenever Britt has to travel for competitions so I guess I can vicariously take part in her riding.  However, one rider in this family will do. 

The early days- dressage shows with Ivan

The early days- dressage shows with Ivan

Let’s pretend like you ride competitively on your own horse. What would his/her show name be?
I have racked my brain trying to come up with something either witty and funny or  obscure and legally related (Britt: Tyler’s a lawyer by trade!), but I have reached the point of over-thinking the question.  Therefore, I must resort to my ‘go-to’ name that I know I will eventually assign to something: Bob.

It should be noted that Jackson almost became a Bob, too.

It should be noted that Jackson almost became a Bob, too.

If you could change one thing about Foster, what would it be?
If there was a way to eliminate his occasional need to avoid capture in the pasture, that would definitely be one thing I would change.  Not that I have ever personally had to chase him, but I can tell how frustrating it is whenever Britt tells the story later in the evening.

In the House on the Hill you deal with horses, dogs, and cats. What do you relate to best?
The cats – I am one of the few guys that is a cat person.  They’re chill, like to lounge, and you do not want to get on their bad side.  It is also funny when the two cats “fight” – they’re declawed so they mostly just smack each other on the head and yell at each other which is always entertaining. 

Family Christmas Photo

Family Christmas Photo

In 3 words, how would you describe horse people?
Competitive, Focused, Crazy – horses are tall and I do not like heights so y’all are crazy to get up there.

Husband and the dog

Husband and the dog

Are there any benefits of being married to a horsewoman? Cons?
Benefits: makes for very interesting conversations with friends and co-workers who have no interaction with horses; it is therapeutic for her, and I like to see how much satisfaction she gets out of riding; all the ribbons she wins helps out at Christmas time when we are severely lacking ornaments for the tree; her green jumping vest makes her look like a ninja turtle – one of my favorites growing up; go-pro videos are cool to watch when she gets home.

Cons: some days we do not see each other as much as we would like – long practices in the evenings or overnight weekend shows/events; horse smell (although I have really gotten used to it so not really a con any more); cross country always makes me nervous.

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PC: Robyn Van Dyke Photography

Describe your role at a typical horse show/event.
I wear several hats at a typical horse event: help load the horse on the trailer with a treat in hand as encouragement whenever he is being difficult to load; shoveling horse crap after arriving; holding him whenever Britt is unloading all her gear; filming when possible and trying to zoom in and out correctly – harder than it sounds; trying to provide verbal encouragement to Britt before each phase of the event

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Riding in competition often requires outfits that are, let’s say, a little outside common fashion trends. What piece of equipment (horse or human) caught you most off guard?
Human: the pants.  I had no idea you needed a special type of pants to ride.
Horse: the weird ear covering hat – there is no way the horse likes that thing.

PC: Robyn Van Dyke Photography

PC: Robyn Van Dyke Photography

If you were to describe eventing to a non-horseperson, like a co-worker, how would you describe it?
I explain it to my co-workers all the time as a triathlon on a horse: dressage (choreographed riding like you see in the Olympics), show-jumping over poles mostly, and cross-country jumping (multiple mile course with jumps over trees and other immovable barriers throughout)

 

I hope you guys enjoyed hearing from the husband’s point of view! Look out for another post next month!

The Voice in my Head

Saturday’s ‘lesson’ with A and J was a success in that they really helped me find the ‘feel’ for the canter I’ll need at Training level. We dabbled in several different exercises, which I will do a better recap of in the next couple days.

For now, I am trying to allow their voices to fill my head- specifically the following phrases:

More canter, more engagement!

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Thumbs on top! (this having to do with a following elbow/hand)

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Use your outside rein, dammit! (shoulder popping is for the dance club)

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Lower calf on!! (Keep the whole leg on, not just my ankle/spur kicking)

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Upper body back! (pumping is *not* attractive)

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dammit can I not ride with my mouth closed?

 

 

(and most importantly…) You can do it!

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A + J (behind the camera) are my new schizophrenic influences, er, best friends!

 

On the Calendar- a Training Debut

Last night Nicole asked if there was a training debut in our future, and I have to admit, I’ve been keeping a couple little events to myself. As it turns out, I do have something planned!

The first is a clinic on February 11th. While not a traditional clinic in the sense that you essentially take full lessons with the clinicians, I think this set up will be just as beneficial. First we’ll do a course walk with Marc Donovan (course designer), Lizzie Snow (25 under 25), and Bobby Costello (former Olympian and Olympic selector). Then Will Faudree (2012 Olympic short list) and Robert Stevenson (Olympic selector) will do a judged ride-a-test (dressage) with us. Followed by a showjumping warmup with Robert Costello and then a ‘judged’ jumping round with Marc and Lizzie. Read Eventing Nation’s article on this clinic series here.

Will Faudree @ Aachen/Photo via The Sport Horse

Will Faudree @ Aachen/Photo via The Sport Horse

Informal riding attire in encouraged, and so I am hoping to go into this somewhat casually at the Training level in order to fill in any blanks in an actual show atmosphere (clinic is at the Horse Park) before a real competition. I’m lucky to have two great friends willing to come help me get prepared this weekend, and I’m super grateful. *If* things go as planned, I might have photo/video to share next week of this mini-lesson with friends!

Assuming we don’t walk away from the clinic with our tails between our legs (let’s face it- it’s me, so it’s possible), then our first real Training competition will be a Combined Training show in March!

TBT: Happy ‘Gotcha’ Day Foster!

4 years ago, I decided to sell my long-time partner, Ivan, since I was a lowly recent college grad without a full time job and a way to fund my expensive hobby. Ivan sold, and then the sky brightened, I got my job offer, and officially started the time consuming hunt for my next horse. It became an obsession, scouring every sale site known to man, every day, sometimes multiple times a day. Nothing fit my tastes. Or at least, nothing fit my taste that also fit my budget 😉

Foster's Sale Photo

Foster’s Sale Photo

When I saw Foster’s ad online, I wasn’t exactly looking for a young horse, but he had everything else I wanted in my next partner- brains (most importantly), an uphill build, decent movement, and hey, it didn’t hurt that he was easy on the eyes.

Laying eyes on the spotted pony for the first time

Laying eyes on the spotted pony for the first time

I made a phone call and hopped in my car and made the 4+ hr trek to Maryland to scope out the situation. I sat on this gangly, unbalanced young thing (then named Pilgrim- having read The Horse Whisperer, that had to go) while a giant 3 year old Percheron jumped (thunderously) in the other end of the small indoor arena. His sweet disposition and forward way of going had me sold. January 29th, 2011, I wrote a hasty bill of sale on the back of my non-compete agreement for my new job.

First day in NC

First day in NC

Our grand adventure started after Foster arrived in North Carolina, obviously nonplussed as usual by his new surroundings. Up until Foster, my mother and I had always bought horses together, and I always put her experienced eye above mine. Foster is the first horse I bought all by myself (granted, with a couple phone calls to her for reassurance), and I feel I’ve been lucky in many regards. To say I am proud of how far he has come in an understatement. This horse has changed my life, and made me a more understanding horsewoman, and I can’t wait to celebrate more years together in the future.

First ride on the baby horse in the dark

First ride on the baby horse in the dark

Happy Gotcha day, buddy!

Baby Foster looking awkward

Baby Foster looking awkward

 

Post-Injection Ride

No real news here, except that I wanted to say thanks for not shunning me for writing weird posts about my horse’s habits in the stall.

I hopped on Foster again last night, marking our second ride back to work. Admittedly I didn’t do a whole lot, just 20-25 minutes of actual work, but at least it was saddle time. He was a little grumpy, a little pokey, but we ended on a good note and a nice amount of foamy lipstick to boot. Also, I finally remembered to put on gloves and it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

J took some video from Foster’s first ride back, which started with lunging Foster over a canter pole. At least I’m not the only one that can’t find the distance sometimes 🙂

And then after I got in the saddle, and working on a hella lot of stretchy trot to get him loosened up after having some time off.

I’m planning on tonight actually getting in a solid dressage schooling, at least Training level (dressage) work. Depending on the lesson schedule, which can make our covered arena rather too busy to get anything worthwhile accomplished. Hey, we’ll see.

The Poo Post

That’s right- I want to talk about poo.

Before you see visions of Southpark characters and goodness knows what else, settle down. What I’m interested in is stable habits.

As I’ve mentioned time and time again, Foster is a pig. This is of course all the more tragic considering that he is half white, but hey, I’ve complained about that before (and definitely probably will again in the future). Unfortunately, Foster’s piggy habits do not stop at the mud pit. He’s also quite a messy stablemate.

The elusive rainbow pooping horse

The elusive rainbow pooping horse

This horse has the amazing habit of pooing right in the center of his stall, then trampling it to bits before making dead sure there’s not a single square foot of clean shavings left. This is no doubt the first step of many, which culminates in his laying down for the night in his poo-ridden bedding.

Awkward post demands awkward gifs

Awkward post demands awkward gifs

Horses of the past were much tidier. Ivan went stir crazy if in a stall at all, so I can’t speak for him. Merry was definitely a princess in her stall, and tidily used a corner to do her business. Mac the Haflinger stallion also used the corner approach.

At least there's a pony in this one

At least there’s a pony in this one

After reading this article (chalk this one up to another bizarre thing pet owners do/read/google), some light was shed on these differences. It turns out there are behavioral patterns to this madness, in that stallions use ‘stud piles’ as ways of marking territory. While I don’t know how this translates to mares, it’s interesting to think there is a reason for the stall habits. So either my horse is completely neutral to mares (which he seems to be, not giving a damn about sharing fences lines/stall windows with mares), or he’s given up on life and is determined to become a slob.

What do you think? Is your horse a slob, or a tidy stablemate? Is there a method to your horse’s madness? 

 

Friday Funny

 

Those times when you fail at trot poles in the most elegant way. Good job Foster!

Feeling a bit burnt out today after I realized yesterday- I have been to the barn for one thing or another for 21 out of the last 24 days. Not that I don’t love barn time, but the extra hour of driving and relentless monitoring has left me a little tired feeling. Giving Foster an extra day off and hoping to get back in the saddle tomorrow. Have a great weekend, y’all.

Weekend Wrap Up: Dressage Lesson

The following day after our showjumping lesson, we squeezed in a dressage lesson with Eliza. Since it had been a month before that we had our last lesson, it was good to check in and visit some of what we have been working on.

We started with free walk to working walk transitions, and then halt to walk transitions without using his neck, then the same at the trot. It was quite windy and at first it felt like his neck was a short steel bar, but after lots of transitions within and between the gaits, followed by inside to outside bend on a circle, he eventually loosened up a bit.

 

Many of the things we worked on we have done before. Shoulder-in and renvers, and inserting 10 meter circles whenever he gets stiff. These 10 meter circles have been somewhat tricky for us, so mentally (and sometimes physically) I need to ride them as two halves, even it that means riding half a circle, going straight until he’s soft, then riding the second half of the circle. The renvers are still hard for me as I work on my coordination with weighted inside seat, shoulders and leg placement, but it was easier than the first time we did it so I’m counting that as a win.

 

For me, the highlight of the lesson was again the walk-canter transitions, which continue to improve. I do need to sit deep and down into the transition to help him with the first strides, and be quicker in my aids to the left so we don’t get a jump into a trot transition instead of canter. Keeping my upper body strong, shoulders back and swinging my seat with the movement will allow him to establish balance on his hind end and a true three-beat gait.

My new dressage anthem(?):

 

As per usual, a few added tidbits to remember:

  • Try wearing gloves, supposedly they will help me keep my wrists soft and hands closed (ugh, but I don’t wanna!)
    • On the note of closed hands- this article popped into my news feed on the ‘dressage fist’
  • Keep my upper arms vertical, feel the edge of my shirt, let elbows hang (dammit. have got to work on this)
  • Move those hips!

Foster will now be getting a few days off after getting his hocks injected. After all these exciting videos (thanks J and A) it might be a boring couple of days ahead!