Showing posts with label road trip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label road trip. Show all posts

March 26, 2019

A Short Trip Turns Long

Since I'm traveling this week and won't have much content, a fluff post.

When Karen and I visited her trainer's last week, I met her at my old farm and we transferred Connor over to her trailer for the rest of the trip.

I still love this place and find it drop dead gorgeous, but oh man I do not miss that drive!

Connor's head was probably spinning.  "I was at my old home...for 10 seconds...and then I get shoved onto this trailer I've never been on before with this weird red guy...what the heck?" but he was a good boy and walked right on.

The trip was uneventful until the way home.  I didn't have Google Maps turned on because we were literally heading straight down the interstate for hours, and I lived to regret that decision.

What.  Why.  At least it was cold.
50 minute traffic jam in the middle of nowhere!  With two thirsty ponies on the trailer.  Grrrrrrr. 

There wasn't anything we could do for the ponies, but the humans were saved by the moderately definitely irresponsible amounts of junk food we had just purchased at the gas station.  What's a road trip without Sour Patch Kids and fountain sodas, am I right?

Saved by red creme soda, mmmmm.

He wasn't happy about it, but when we finally got home three hours later I locked him in his stall with nothing but water until he took a big drink before I would give him his grain and hay.

He was none the worse for it, but it was a good reminder that even a short, easy trip can turn into a long trip unexpectedly, and I should definitely not be lazy and fill the water bladders in my trailer every time I haul more than 30 minutes.

March 25, 2019

Lesson Wrap-Up: First Lesson with Karen's GP Trainer

On Friday, Connor and I hit the road with Karen and Royale to visit her GP trainer a couple of hours north.  I'm going to refer to her as KGP.

And it was awesome!  Look how far his foot is in front of his nose!

This isn't a trainer I've ridden with before, but I've seen her at every show.  She's shown GP herself and has had several students earn their golds.  I'm happy with the trainers I already work with, but I'm always interested in new perspectives, and Karen spoke highly of her lessons, and especially of her coaching at show warm-ups.

So, we went!

ROAD TRIP!

There was a moment in the beginning of the lesson when I wondered if I'd made a mistake, if she was not the right type of trainer for a Welsh Cob.  She is intense, in a good way, but in a way that flustered Connor, and I had to subtly and quietly manage that pressure for him.  One of the first things we did was rest/bounce my whip on his croup at the trot to get a "sit" reaction out of him.  If you know Connor, you know he hated this:

Get that whip off my butt lady!  Thank you Karen for taking video.

But after I reassured him he was a good boy when he gave me the right answer, it was so effective at getting the message across to a horse that really struggles with this concept. 


I've always heard Welsh Cobs need to learn piaffe and passage before they really get the "sit and lower your croup" message, and what did this trainer say?  Exactly that, only in the context of what she thought Connor needed and not in the larger breed context.

Just like my regular trainer, KGP identified that he likes to carry his hindquarters to the left all the time, and she had me do 10m trot circles in haunches in on the right (but not the left), which was SO hard but SO effective.

A few steps after we rejoined the rail in this GIF, she yelled out "THERE IT IS!  There's your fancier horse!"

At canter, here too she echoed what my own regular trainer has been saying lately, which is that "I understand it's probably taken a lot of work to get quickness in his hind legs, but you've done that and now it's time to work on collection."  She said my default canter looks like we're taking off on an XC course, and I need to "recycle, rebalance, recycle, rebalance" constantly.

So Kate, I am definitely not following the motion of the canter with my hands enough here, I promise I've been working on this, honest 😂
I got so much out of this lesson - even just things like "THAT'S your Second Level bordering on Third Level trot" and overhearing her say to the woman next to her "I want to see this horse again".  We learned so much but we also got a dose of validation that I needed after a confidence-shaking 2018.

But on a more meta level, and my most valued takeaway - I recognize that this same lesson would have been disastrous for me and Connor if I had tried to ride with her anytime before right now.  If I wasn't as self-aware as I am now that pulling, clamping and tension are my default reactions to everything, the intensity, pressure and second toolkit nature of this lesson would have pushed me to push Connor to get more and more frustrated and wound up until he shook his head violently and got his tongue over the bit - which he did not do.

So consistent even with a super awkward whip change

There were a couple of "fork in the road" moments in this lesson, where I chose to trip his pressure release valve by giving forward with the inside rein and scratching his withers and telling him he did good.  In return, he SHOWED. UP.  for me, and even handled things like a giant bucking lunging horse a few feet away from him at a barn he'd never been to before with no more than an ear flick.



In conclusion, KGP is definitely a trainer I need in my life, but in carefully measured doses.  Too much of this type of lesson right now, and my biomechanics would regress, but too little of this type of lesson and I won't push him hard enough.  My first toolkit-heavy trainers are a better fit on a day-in-day-out basis, but we need this trainer's level of intensity and pressure too in order to keep making progress.

July 26, 2016

"This is the Way the World Ends, Not with a Bang but with The Big Bang"

Our trip on Friday started out - literally - with a bang.


We had gone about 30 miles on country roads before we turned onto IN-37, a four lane divided highway with a speed limit of 55.  About two minutes after getting it up to 55, I heard a bang, and looked into my side mirror in time to see my driver's side trailer fender flying down the highway, knocked loose by a trailer tire whose tread flew off.

Still aired up but minus tread - I checked them all before I left.
I won't lie, I had a moment of panic.  Cars were not getting over on this busy stretch of road, and every time one passed I had to flatten myself against the trailer.  But I got to work loosening lug nuts in preparation for backing onto my TrailerAid with the good tire...and just could.not.get the last nut loose.  I'm pretty strong, and that sucker wasn't going anywhere.

Luckily at just that moment, a police officer pulled up behind me.  He walked up, saying, "I think I scared your horse when I walked up, I'm sorry," and I laughed and said, "Don't take it personally, everyone scares him."

He struggled with it for a while, and finally got it loosened.  At that point, a 20 year old kid pulled up in an F350 with farm plates, and good thing too, because the tread was wrapped around the axle.  They tried cutting it, they tried pulling it, and it was not budging.  Finally the kid went back to his truck to look for sidecuts and came back with...sticky rubber mechanics gloves.  He put two hands on the tread, sat down, pulled and it was out.  Thank goodness for corn fed Indiana farm boys.

I inspected it, and realized the tread had severely damaged the electrical components under there, and a wire would be rubbing against the tire if I didn't do something.  I asked the cop his opinion, and he asked if I had zip ties.  I said no, and he said, "I got something for this."  He left and came back with...


 Yes, that's a set of handcuff zip ties!  He used my knife to cut half of them off, and looped the other half over my electrical box with the wires back where they were supposed to be. With that, we were back on our way to our lesson.

Handcuffs visible between the tires

I was annoyed with myself - for a few minutes before then, something about that tire hadn't looked right to me in the side mirror, but I chalked it up to seeing mud go around on it.  Also, this is the first time I've remembered to put Connor on the left (better stability on our crowned country roads), and the tire whose tread came off was on the left.  Finally, it happened almost immediately after we got up to 55 for the first time.  Should've seen that coming.

One last thing: these are tires with good tread depth, no rot, and were properly inflated before the trip, during the incident, and after.  Even the shredded tire is still aired up.  Stacey of The Jumping Percheron pointed out that they are the same brand (Hi-Run) as hers from her epic tire saga from earlier this year.  So, these are going to get replaced.  I'm hoping these will get me through two more short hauls to the HHP this year (mostly country roads less than 45mph), we'll see.

July 25, 2016

In Summary

Oh my.  What a weekend our three day road trip turned out to be!  Connor is such a good sport.  I'm not even sure where to begin!

Here?

Or here?


Or maybe here?


Here?


Or here?

Scored an 8 on impulsion - am I dreaming?

Or, finally, here?


Love my little trooper.  Full writeups coming this week!