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Mind blown.
Also, you might as well start calling me Wrong Turn Reba; all these tiny SC roads around Encore's hotel look the same and as I'm driving along, lost in thought about all I saw in one day, apparently I decide to just randomly turn down one. It doesn't help that you have to go by SR numbers...which are tiny on dark brown signs. I think Encore is getting dizzy.
But you wanted to hear about horsey things. As everyone else here seems to think this is a normal, day-to-day activity, I am the solitary creeper, following Becky around like a stray dog gathering scraps. I should have brought all black clothing so I would be a ninja and no one would see me. But she hasn't run me off with the longe whip yet. I think Scrappy is rooting for me, I keep his ears well-scratched!
After finishing some work duties (it sucks being an adult sometimes -- an ancient old lady by comparison to the rest of the girls in the house, ha!), I spent the late morning filling the wide open creeper niche, stalking and watching.
One owner brought her gorgeous bay mare (when I asked Becky what type of horse she was, I was told "Eh, some warmblood thing or another"), who would throw enormous rearing mare tantrums when asked to connect, reportedly. Becky got on and immediately began engaging her hind end at the walk, keeping her moving sideways,
crossing her hind legs beneath her and pushing her neck forward and down. Exaggerated turns on the forehand led to big leg yields, constantly pushing the inside leg over into the outside rein.
Yeah yeah yeah, I need to do that, I thought. She did similar work in a stunning trot, which fancy mare tried to evade...by using passage. Encore tries that evasion too, it's so annoying. I mean, doesn't yours? A similar evasion presented in the canter, where the horse would just bounce up and down in a teeny four-beat canter to avoid moving forward into the
contact with the outside rein. But no one beats Becky, so she was soon rocking along, being a very impressive little workhorse.
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Next was a long-lining session with a younger gelding, a big, strong-looking WB/TB ("some warmblood thing crossed with a TB" -- there seems to be a trend in broad categories, much to my amusement) who was quite the tryer and had just come back from SoPines I at Novice. Now I have long-lined Solo, but never like this. I drew a picture of the line setup to try as soon as I get home -- it was certainly much more effective than mine! In short, the inside line ran from high on the ribcage, through the bit, and back to the top ring on the surcingle. A side rein was connected on the outside to
block his outside shoulder and teach him to accept the outside rein. With his brain whirling a mile a minute, he put the pieces together and then Becky showed his young owner how to work the lines (Becky used an outside long-line but simplified it with the side rein for owner).
I already had to run back to the house to write things down and then a quick calculation showed I still had time to watch a few lessons before I had to go fetch Encore. Students were working on some fun (ok, probably fun for me to watch, less fun for them to ride) canter/counter-canter/10-m circle diagrams for the Prelim dressage test. I confess I was happy to see the rider before me was a woman on a (mohawked!) stocky bay appropriately named Sofa who was working on
outside rein connection and stretching over the topline -- woohoo, my level!
Has anyone picked up today's theme yet?
This afternoon, 5:00 pm was not beer-thirty, instead it was go-time. I'd warmed up Encore on top of the hill and thought I had him fairly supple and ready. I was instructed to put Encore through his paces quickly, at which point he did his best prancy, carriage-horse trot on the side of the hill.
The Becky Assessment:
He has a huge step behind and comes very far up under himself, really using his hind end and back, but then it gets to the front and nothing is going on there. Correct again. I will never cease to be amazed at people like she and David and Jimmy who can assess everything in five minutes and one sentence! Actually, I think
she got Solo in about three minutes.
Exercise 1: Execute turns on the forehand (oh, I knew I needed more of those!) at the walk.
Key points: Don't worry about keeping the front feet immobile. Focus on the hind legs crossing over beneath him. Keep the
outside hand in a steady contact with the pinky almost touching the saddle. The inside hand is an OPENING REIN ONLY, no direct rein, no pulling back with it, EVER (this was very difficult for me, I was scolded many times). Then push ribcage over into the solid outside rein, softening when he crosses over and gives in the bridle. Every time he gives, it's "money in the bank," each step a training investment in your future performance.
Exercise 2: Turn these into half circles at the walk and trot.
Key points: Ride them the same way.
Don't move that outside hand. STOP PULLING HIS HEAD AROUND WITH THE INSIDE REIN (
this is where I have been going wrong!); simply use your inside leg on his ribcage, keep asking, and wait for him to find the right answer.
Exercise 3: Graduate to full circles at the trot and canter.
Key points. Ride them the same way, hahahaha.
Outside hand, STAY! Opening rein, NO PULL. Be patient and let him find the right place to be. At the canter, you can make the circle smaller by pushing him in with the outside leg and feel him shift up and over under you. Try not to pass out and fall off in front of Becky.
Encore tried very very hard and was excellent; he had "read the book" but his rider had missed some important parts! Her explanation of HOW to establish the outside rein first, then apply inside leg, then open inside rein was the one that finally made breakthrough sense to me and my little lightbulb nearly blinded me. But after years of hearing that to supple the jaw, we must "give and take" or "vibrate the rein," it was extremely hard for me to just open that rein as a guide and then do nothing with it.
As the hamster wheel in my head spun like mad on the way back to Chateau So8ths, I realized that the circle exercise was the same as the one David has us do and the aid requests are the same. Becky just nitpicked the details of my aids in a new way that allowed me to finally bridge the two. Which is why clinics are valuable -- a fresh pair of eyes and a different vocabulary works as a complement to the trainers that know you well, giving your
overthinking brain a new angle to gnaw on, because in this game, sometimes you have to throw a lot of noodles at the wall before one sticks!
So, a month's worth of homework from my 30 minutes on Day 1. This afternoon, we are to show up for cavaletti and gymnastic work after lunch and I will NOT forget my protein bar today (idiot) and I will NOT throw myself up my horse's neck/hold my breath/clench the reins/all the other things I do when I am out of practice and get nervous.
For now...I have some important creeping to do: Comet gets schooled at 11:15!