Showing posts with label magical 7th year. Show all posts
Showing posts with label magical 7th year. Show all posts

May 4, 2013

Happy Birthday, Connor!

Birthday hack
For some reason I thought Connor's birthday was the 5th, but as his breeder pointed out in the comments, it was yesterday, the 3rd!  I feel so bad for mixing that up, though I always remember his month/year, because he was born the month I graduated high school.  I can't make it to the barn on Fridays anyway, so we celebrated today.  My little buddy is finally 7, the age at which Cobs seem to really come into their own, physically and mentally.  I think I'm already seeing it.  At least this year, I did not spend over an hour trying to catch him, causing me to completely miss my lesson, like I did on his birthday last year.

We celebrated his birthday with lots of treats and by going for a long, walking hack out: up and down the grassy track, around the grassy field, around the circle drive at the barn, everywhere.  He loves that, and was a happy pony, and it gave me a chance to focus on my lower back.  Then, I braided his mane back into training braids.  I love him so much, every bit of me wants to spend time with him and make him as happy as possible.


Scenes from this afternoon:

Training braids 
Treats?

My big 7-year-old!

Riding the circle drive (outdoor to the left, indoor straight ahead, big barn to the right)

Riding past the outdoor arena



March 23, 2013

Clinic Wrap-Up

"Hey there, how's the Super Pony?!"
"Well, the answer was 'napping' until a half-hour ago..."

Have I mentioned how much I love Cathy?  This is my fifth ride with her since May of last year, and it's so productive to have a super accomplished set of eyes on him that sees him once every few months.  She was there last May when he couldn't really canter, last fall when he couldn't turn left and was launching every fence like there was a pit of sharks underneath them, and so it meant something when she noticed that he was much softer and was taking the fences like a reasonable, mature horse.

In fact, that's what I told her when she asked how the Super Pony had been.  I said that he had matured a lot  mentally since she last saw him in September, that he rarely had those moments she identified when he didn't know where his feet were anymore, that he now has a canter that we are working on making adjustable, that we had hit the lateral stuff and Dressage hard over the winter, and that he still tended to be heavy unless I was really on top of things.

She had me focus on keeping my lower leg still with my toes turned out in order to give my core the stability I needed to not let him lean on me.  I warmed up with the exercises from Thursday which helped so much, but I had to keep doing them when she turned to work with the other girl in my lesson in order to keep him soft.

Earlier rides today
He was AWESOME over fences.  Awesome, awesome, awesome.  It was ho-hum routine to him, but he was locked-on and happy on every approach, and we were communicating about the distances and hitting them, for the most part.  He went over them smoothly and efficiently, if a bit wiggly, but I fixed that.

At the end, I asked Cathy what my biggest priority needed to be with him heading into a show season that will likely see us at Starter for a while, and she said (I am paraphrasing, my memory is terrible), "He's a careful guy.  He's matured a lot, but he still has that startle reaction, and I love a careful horse with a startle reaction, but you have to pay close attention while training them.  You want to take him over so many different, little fences that he gets bored.  You don't usually want to do that, but with a careful one you want him to be confident in himself.  You have to make sure to never overface him with height, never present him with something HE thinks is impressive, especially since you are inexperienced over fences yourself."

What this tells me is that we're doing it right with him.  We may not be presenting him with as many fences as we should because of our focus on Dressage making for a better jump round, but I'm not pressuring him to move up fast, and I'm taking it at his pace.  My husband losing his job and causing the cancellation of our 2012 season was such a blessing in disguise, because looking back on it, he was NOT mentally ready for it.  This year, the Welsh Cob's "magical 7th year", he's like a new horse.  He's an adult horse with a job that he likes and knows and he doesn't get flustered and he's really not spooking as much.  We've got issues, but I feel like he has the brain to work through them now.

Afterward we hacked out with a friend on a training horse around the field, such a perfect end to a perfect day - yes, that is an IU (Indiana University) on one side of her rump and a #1 on the other.  Go Hoosiers!

I'm currently waiting on photos and will share when I get them!