It was time to put it all together.  Adjustability, focus, position, balance, and accuracy.  All without running over Scrappy.  Yeah, I thin...

It is the end times.  *insert ominous music here*  Tomorrow will be just washing linens and throwing things back in the truck and hauling ou...

What could possibly be wrong with that? A warm beautiful Saturday meant it was time to revisit our XC skills and work on some drops.  A...

You FB peeps already guessed who this snoozer is! It was Pi Day!  But I forgot to get pie to celebrate, sigh. The days seem too short,...

The porch view of the Windhaven dressage and gynmastic work area. I did not get to do much creeping watching today; since I had to fetc...

Inspired by the ongoing Retired Racehorse Training Project's 100-day challenge, I decided to coerce ask Amber to help me build a jump ...

The anticipation was palpable as dawn crept over Waredaca's rolling course.  A light mist and a breeze made it perfect galloping weath...

Dr. Bob warned me on Tuesday that Encore would be sore for a while following a rather large chiropractic adjustment and recommended that I k...

Only without extended trot. I can see your face now:  o.o That's what mine looked like on Saturday too.  To be fair, one never does ...

Edited to add:  there appear to be some photo sizing issues in Firefox.  When viewed in IE or Chrome, they appear normal to me.  All photos ...

My physiology betrayed me as my heart beat faster, watching the ring crew raise the poles to 3'.  Logically, Encore and I have lessoned ...

That was definitely the theme for our lesson on Saturday, so I will let you take my lesson as well!  Encore did very well and feels in fine ...

Lightning snapped as the stormfront wind brushed, refreshingly cool, across both our bodies.  Encore & I, both tired of sweating, welcom...

Remember how I said back here that I had tried and failed to turn the helmet cam on in mid-course at full TB gallop?  Well, guess what? ...

That's right, baby Flying Solo is back in business and got the seal of approval from David last Saturday at our lesson.  I had hauled En...

It was madness on Friday.  Dashing 100 miles from our last field site of the day home, changing bags, changing trucks, only to dash again to...