The Horse is put together in a truly marvelous way. He is built with springs in his legs, and fire (or rain, or a mouse) in his heart. His heart is his own. His neck is built in such a way that it's easy for him to lift, when looking up from eating.
See? Got it in there, again. I believe it's un-natural to have a real low head carriage. Very Not Natural.) Sort of, um, cow-like. Raven was kinda like that. Very weird. He's the horse I got "roots in his feet constantly growing" line from my Fictional, never-endingly edited um, Fiction.
Anyway, the Nuchal Ligament is the, well, ligament that runs from his poll to his withers. He can learn to stretch this ligament, and thereby all the parts of his body, for preparation for higher schooling. He can definitely raise his neck, and bend it at the same time. Hey, I'm in rebuttal mode. I read somewhere the horse can't lift and bend his neck at the same time. Um, WHAT, really? Jeeeesh. Pasted quote here "Because a horse can't really flex his neck to the side AND bring it up." (okay, okay, Dressage in Jeans wrote it). But, I stayed quiet, being polite and all, as you know.. Dressage Queens. They get one idea in their head,and bam, it's law.
There is only one nuchal ligament. This is the ligament I speak of, that can only flex/stretch/bend so far, before it's a waste of time to the young horse. He has no need for a rubber neck. Bad Hands teach him this, by cranking his head this way and that while he moves forward. The important part about the Nuchal Ligament is that it is the top of the crest of the neck, the top line, if you will. Notice there is only one. One line. The Nuchal Ligament, will, "flip" over the highest part of the crest of the neck, when his head is bent/turned to the right, say, just enough to see the corner of his right eye, head not twisted, but turned. Watch his crest, behind the bridle. You'll see it, or feel it. That's ALL you need, in the way of flexion, for bends and turns, with correct training. That is. That takes time, but it's so worth it. Way easier to ride a line than a corkscrew....:) Watch how straight most great horses move. Especially when turning. Whoa..
You'd be amazed how little bending of the head is required for this to happen. And that is all the bend that is required. Really. Anymore, and you have a rubber-necked green horse. Which is NEVER easy to fix. The line is broken.
I believe horses were built to travel forward, in gently flowing broad roundish patterns only they can remember. To tie a young horse's head to his knee & his chest is cruelty, and stupidity, and lacks sound basic anatomy knowledge. Same with cranking one side of the side-reins way tighter, to "bend" the horse. Draw-Reins, used without touch or timing. No. He learns he can be a rubber-neck. They can be dangerous. To over-bend and over-flex the neck early, is the short recipe for disaster. Later, for supple-ing, of course. MUCH later. Much, much... Stretching the horse long and low in dressage has a purpose. But too much is also a waste of time. I think it encourages heaviness in the hands, if over done. They want to look up, or eat:):)
Anyway, I was looking all this anatomy stuff up, and brain remembered a little plain dark bay mare, TB, that I rode for a bit. She ended up bred, and her foal was a psycho, from birth. The mare had twinned, and the brains went with the still-birthed foal. Sheesh, haven't remembered THAT for a while!
She was 15.1 on tip-toe, weedy, little head, short+ewe-necked. She moved like a 17 hand horse, huge mover. Very sound little girl. I put a friend who'd only ridden a few Arabs on her, skeered the heck out of her. I was too tall for her really, but she was such a sweet mare. Oh, oh, deja vu again.
Her name was Elizabeth. Lizzie to her friends. She jumped like a gazelle. She could jump 4 feet from a standstill. I was still very dumb then. I asked her to do that aforementioned move. She did it. I was trying to "cure" "her" habit of rushing fences. Yeah, lose the rider, Liz.
She had steeple-chased and polo-ponyed before I rode her. Fallen at both. I'd met her at F/W barn. She never fell, with me, but I leaped off her once, when she aimed my knee for a jump standard.
BailOut Time. Yes, at a fancy show. Yes, I ended up back at those same show grounds, years later, now Peter's place, teaching. Thank god no-one remembered that:)
It was funny to be able to clearly remember myself, at that show, years later, as I taught people not to ride as I once had.
It doesn't matter what build the horse's neck has, it has a "breaking" point. A bending point, for turning. They show off with their necks & heads of course, but they don't turn their heads a lot when they move on their own. Just enough to turn.
Ewe, Bull, Camel:) Cow. Oops, my "I am not making sense" meter is ringing.
They all have this nuchal ligament. It is a very important one, for the horse. Lots of people break it. Some people actually mean to, hopefully most don't mean to. Some nurture it for the miracle it is. Some just naturally, cleverly accept it. Some have bred the neck lower. (shudders)
The line of the horse. Right in front of you. Why turn it into a corkscrew? Or a ski-jump? Boy, I am rhetorical today, am I? The line is behind you, too.
Does anybody know I'm talking about how the horse carries himself the easiest? Does anybody even care, about Time.. (musical interlude)
To GoLightly. Something else I learned from him. Christilot too, when I'd watched her riding, years before. The flip of the nuchal ligament, at the top of the crest of the horse's neck. This idea finally came together for me with Lightly. This discovery will always come from going forward. Going Lightly.
(sniffles)
Thanks for being there.
14 comments:
You got off on a little tangent I think but I think what you are saying is the same as what we hve been talking about "natural balanced carriage" the adjustment being more of a slight light lift into collection as opposed to yanking into and unatural position?
Tangent?
What tangent?
:)
My life is a tangent:)
Sorry, that's the un-varnished, time to eat not edit version of my ProfoundPoopily.
But, yes, I think exactekly what you said, is also what I'm saying. When the horse's head "hangs" naturally, is where he will ultimately work at his best. Too much bendy is bad. Early.
Oy. Too much water. Not enough food!
ding
food's cooked:)
beef, from alberta. YUM!
Ahhh truer words have never been spoken!
I could have sworn I posted here this morning-
Am I being a goob again?
snerkle, snerkle...
NCC = FahBuLous!!
I edited this, after FernV's oh so cruelly cruel comments:):)
but not much changed, really. I shortened it. You are WELCOME:)
TrexX, which of the words?
The tangential ones, or the non-tangentials??
I felt like a corkscrew, by the time I finished:):)
Oh, well.
Chin Up, Keep It Kind.
BHM, at Jane & Kirby Road, SE corner, is a "farm". Term used loosely. I've called about the single horse, now, used to be three. Think you could call the horse in to the Newmarket SPCA too?
They will act with more calls, but they tend to ignore me now. The one pony is thinner, wormy, halter not on properly, digging away at the frozen snow, more urgently each day. He does have shelter. Betcha not water, but I can't go in there..
Wouldja mind? When you get a chance? I'll e-mail you the number, if you want.. I've called, several times now, but they "know" me..
I just want to keep the complaints coming, at least. He has a round bale, looks like mostly shit/crap hay.
It was so blasted cold today...
Thanks for reading.
I never said you'd be able to comprehend it:):):):)
The instruction manual is extra.
oops, dinner time...
I swear it is a plot to keep me and my ovaries confused. Or maybe overdosed on the KookAid.
The word is goop.
Not goob.
totallydifferentmeaning.
:)
(smilie thingie) I am inadequate at those emoticons too. Too many pictograms already there...
My puppy is calling.
Jane & Kirby, two roads north of Major MacKenzie, in the city above Toronto, the city of
It's in my profile.
But ya call Newmarket SPCA anywho.
I will delete this post, if the bombs start to rain down.
Back to product development. Awww, puppy's chewing her bone. Good Girl:)
Be thankful I didn't give you more Flip news.
(sorry about that)
Ontario SPCA, York Region Branch
16586 Woodbine Avenue
RR 3
Newmarket, ON
L3Y 4W1
Phone: 905-898-7122 or 1-888-ONT-SPCA
Email: mohill@ospca.on.ca
Is this the correct branch?
10:4
received:)
thanks, eh?
Scrawny little (light bay,of course)
Breeding, "porse".
A pony sized horse, or a poorhorse.
There was a fire in one of the barns, a summer or so ago. They still haven't managed to finish the new barn. Or, really large shed. The cows look okay in the summer, the sheep look okay. Not a fancy schmancey place, for sure. The good old kinda boys own it. Real hard type of guy to train...
(shivers)
oops sorry wasn't meant to be cruel , crap I made someone mad at Fugly too and I wasn't even on line?
Forgive me?
Sorry, I am having trouble with the minion thing. Goop. Huh. And all the time I was thinking Goob. Like Goober. A southern term for a peanut or a bugger. Sorry.
NOW I knwo why I could nto get your email address GL- my computer has a failure to operate click task. Please email me. Important.
Hope you get help for the little fellow, sounds like he needs it.
FV- don't worry. I stirred up the (ex)??? troll today also. Was smart this time and keep my mouth shut. But did enjoy the evolution of pot meeting kettle. Just saying......
Snort, snort...
Oh, youse guys..
Goopy is a pet name I use as an affectionate term. It's sounds much nicer than goofy or gooby, or even goobery.
Mom and I called each other "goopy" all the time, when we were laughing with (or at) each other, sometimes all at the same time..
FernV, hmm, I don't know, if I, can, ever forgive you...
:)
Silly goop. I'm just jealous 'cause you're going to the warm.
I was TRYING to explain the nuchal ligament. How important it is, to the swing of the horse's rhythm and balance. How important it is, not to "break" it. Makes for floppy, rubbery necks.
Jeez, no luck, eh??
Drat. I'll try again, when I'm "higher" in my energy cycle.
NCC, I really bode no ill will towards 4Sam.
I know her history is scary, and scarier.
But for the grace of some very good kind spirits, I could have been her. Easy.
If her story is even half true, that she can even type is pretty awesome, to me.
So, I get a kick out of the balls it takes for her to come on and comment on fugs.
Who knows what is really going on there?
Anyway, I sent you e-mail. To both addresses, and I'm getting more worried about kestrel, and you.
Hang in there, hon.
Life sure ain't easy, right now.
Having y'all there, helps me.
Hope I can help some, too.
Letter sent to the SPCA. I thought I'd send a letter as it would require them to respond and it also would give me a contact name.
14th.. MONTHS later.
No wonder my luck sucks!
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