Butch STILL hasn't finished his new book yet:) He's been all distracted since I showed him Dena's Micah's Daisy. I've tried to explain, rollers can't do rockers, but nope. Dumb oldblood.
I am totally avoiding decorating my rock.

snicker.. Which one is Loopy?
The Tree of Sticks:)
This is one of the keepers, over many years now of "erm, thanks!" gifts from in-laws. Darn thing will not quit. Who Knew you could keep re-using your Christmas Tree? Unadorned here, of course, just some afterthought-where-do-I-put-this everyday stuff:) Cardinals are my favourite bird, we have conversations in the summer time. They play a big part in my feeble attempts at "decor".
Okay, Fit, for riding?
Or, how not to have a fit.
Reasons you give yourself fits.
Because you are not "that" fit. You are slightly crooked in your body design. You have round, not long narrow, thighs. None of that matters, today, on this horse.
You can't lose the fear that can haunt you, if you don't learn how to lose it while you're up there. Muscles remember fear, just as they remember a knee-jerk reaction. You help your body re-learn to relax and Let Go, on the *grope* (explanation forthcoming). Then your horse starts to Go, too.
The best way to allow yourself to follow any horse's movement, independent of your hands, is on the longe line. With a sympathetic groper. I mean lunger person. See, Longer is wrong:)
Now, the longe line can also be spelled the lunge line. It's odd, but it's true.
I theorize that the words "long rope" were contracted to "longe".
"Grope" didn't have quite the same ring to it. But it works, in an evil way, too. You can "grope" a little with your hips, like a blind person searching for the next solid object. When you're on the longe, you can disconnect your two halves of your body, and allow the top half to simply follow the bottom half.. What the heck else can it do, anyway?;)
Tack GoLightly up, will ya? Saddle first, of course. (Amazes me how many riders will put the bridle on first.) Look how he wiggles his nose at the bit, seeking it, opening his mouth, helping you out. I love a horse that looks forward to it's job.
Now, let's get goin'!
You know that scene in "The Black Stallion" where they are galloping on the beach? Kid puts his arms in the air and just allows the go to happen. Bliss occurs. Above your hips is suddenly weightless, because you have no weight to be afraid of, in your hands.
People spend too much time, while they're on, thinking about what should be happening, what has happened, what will happen.
Why not let it happen? That's what the long rope is all about.
You can experiment with the different balances your body achieves, in three different positions. The dreaded two-point, the normal-vertical seat, and the "behind the motion" seat or driving seat. And you'll often discover these different positions by the horse's own reactions to your changing angles and weight shifts. The goal is to ride the horse with as little discomfort as possible. To You, too.
The horse over time,learns to make the adjustments necessary to relieve whatever discomfort his rider or his management applies to him, sometimes knowingly, often not. Same goes for the rider, it's a two-way street.
I guess I'm trying to say that if the horse is bouncing your kidneys out, don't automatically blame yourself:)
All of this while I stand on the end of the long rope, and with the help of my SchoolMaster, GoLightly, using loosely fitted, perfectly even side-reins, I'll be able to show you tiny flexions, AND straightening. How YoU sit, when the horse is in these positions. You see, long roping doesn't even have to be done on a constant circle. It is easier on your equilibrium to think of riding boxes instead of circles. (stops the dizzies)
Isn't it wonderful to just let him Go. Keep your stirrups for now, let's warm him up a little. Trot on, close your eyes if you like, imagine which way you want to go! I'd recommend forward and straight, to start. You don't bend into a pretzel when you turn a corner, neither does your horse. I'll follow your lead, and just allow the horse to go forward. (My lead?? You're thinking. Well, who's riding the horse?) I let you do whatever is comfortable. We use the end of an arena, or the corner of a paddock, with clearly marked boundaries. You feel utterly safe.
Relax... Getting behind him a bit? Big trot, huh. Take your inside hand and grab the pommel of the saddle with a finger or two, and pull your "fork" forward, while stretching down low and long with your legs. Allow the horse's turning to square your shoulders to his. You mirror the horse.
Yes. Feel that? Hang on, his trot stride is humungous. Let's walk, catch your breath. yeah. He's one hell of a horse, this big bay GoLightly horse.
(I couldn't keep the groping joke going, this IS G-Rated, I think. Ya never know with horse blogs:)
I was chuckling to myself, about an old schoolie of HSE's called Red Cloud. Tall bay blanket Appy. Narrow as a rail, choppier strided than a square-wheeled car. He really was reserved for the advanced riders, as he'd have turned ANYone off of riding, in the first five minutes of his trot.
ow, ow, OW. Horses are PAINful. First Timer thinks "To heck with this! Riders must be freakin' masochists!"
Red Cloud was a good jumper, and well-broke. He just bounced beginners right off, over the side as it were. Nothing malicious, he was HARD to sit properly, and man, it wasn't that pleasant anyway. There's a reason we sculptured their bodies to make them more comfortable. Our backs.
Red Cloud has retired:) Jumping was pretty hard on Red Cloud, given his conformation. His high neck attachment gave him an extra jolt of talent for over fences work, though. He was fun to ride, and two-point was your friend:)
Now, I can hear you thinking "But, shouldn't I be able to sit any & ALL horses movement comfortably?"
Strike off the "comfortably", and I can agree. Depending on your own physical limitations, be they self-inflicted falls or whatever, or age, or knees giving out etc., some horse types can be extremely hard on your returning to riding body, after however long a hiatus.
Not necessarily because of huge movement, but because of the horse's own "way of going". It's unique, to each and every horse alive. It's how the two of you can manage to fit together, that matters.
I think Red-Cloud learned how to rid himself of beginners. Just the right ooomph...
Don't forget the exercises! Do extra, whenever you can, that increases your balance, and/or symmetry. It's a life long thing, the striving for balance and strength.
Okay, if I don't start to decorate now, I NeveR will.
Thanks for being there!
Okay, this time, let's try it without your stirrups.
15 comments:
Goopy , is bottom right of the o-picture.
Love the description of longe line training the rider . One trick I used to practice for myself in the arena is to close my eyes and ride , hands down(not to often could I find someone to longe me) riens set on the saddle horn and just sit at a walk trot. Helped me to "feel" things more clearly. Great post as always.
I am guesing "Groper" is
Gro-und
Per-son
only the shortened smooshed together version...
The Alec & the Black on the beach scene- Have we all tried that at some point? I know I have, galloping down a canal bank on a horse named Roany. Youth is bliss isn't it? Yes, quite the feeling of being able to let it all go.
Sitting a trot on every horse- like you say, not comfortably on them all. Not for us and then certainly not for them. Tess had a trot I could not sit. Miserable for us both. Post and move on.
Great post GL! And gotta love that Sally Swift book. Don't loan it out. It may never come back.
CnJ- isn't that book the Bomb?
Read and enjoy, GL.
If I start to struggle or overthink while riding, and get myself lost...I close my eyes for a few strides. It seems to re-align me.
The other image is Kevin Costner in Dances with Wolves. Horrid, heartwrenching scene...but the riding is beautiful. The scene where he is trying to commit suicide by riding in front of the enemy lines. He pitches the reins, totally opens his frontal plane, tips his head back, opens his arms and lets his hips go. It is a beautiful balanced ride.
My old horse and I have a routine worked out, on summer nights with a full moon he'll whinny by the door until I come out and throw a halter on him, then we just jaunt around. Keeps us sane.
Gloooopy.
:)
Nope, CNJ, long rope. Get rid of the rop, you get longe.
Remove the lon, whattya got?
Now, you are long roping someone..
Yup.
Yours makes more (or is it less?) sense.
There's a test next week!
I love that scene too, HP. That movie tears my heart right out.
The Black is at least beautiful.
Helps the visual, gooopy, if you're on a beach.
Could ya keep the gunfire out of it?
danged yankee.
Scritches to your old lad, kestrel.
Thanks for the card, NCC!
and the BombBookTour.
Incrediblelady = NCC.
ayup.
Jeesh, no wonder people are skeered.
<")
all you guys, thanks again, so much. Best thing that's happened to me, in regards to the equines, in a tremendously long time:)
(gestures in a circle)
All of you.
One of the horses in the Black Stallion was Cass Ole. Used to show when he was showing. And no, I never beat him. lol I was a youngster in juniors...I was in awe of him. I think...man this is digging deep Mary or Fran something showed him. I think her name was Mary or Frances C.... something. She was good. Dark haired and elegant woman. I think they had to dye him for the movie. He had white socks and a star, maybe a snip. I should go look him up. Great horse.
CNJ might remember. She and JR were in the same circles a few years after me. Dang...just can't remember.
Another fun movie is Silverado...love that movie.
Awww......... my red headed friend, you are very welcome. I am in good company.
God bless you and Lord help me if AMM sees all those elipses.
**ducks under rock- move OVER GL**
Sorry I didn't post yesterday, I was just too scared of GL. Her name is Barb afterall!
I love the scene on the beach with the Black. A life long dream of mine is to ride on the beach.
GL, my old trainer Don had a picture of him on a big TB I believe going at a full gallop on a beach somewhere up north. I think it was Maine. Great picture.
Rox Dene!
***Swoons with love***
If you don't have someone to lunge you, another trick is to lift your sternum. It allows your seat to stick to the horse and swing.
HP- no recollection here, but he was owned by San Antonio Arabians. We watched both movies today, The Black Stallion and The Black Stallion Returns.
Tell me that wasn't interesting... One horse had a pulled mane, the mare rearing in one scene- is a gelding, surcingle on 'the black' as he is being loaded on the ship, the wild horsey wearing shoes, wild horsey bitted up...
JR hadn't seen the second one before and I guess there has been some talk about remaking them?
NCC- would you believe I have never read it? But I held it in my hands once, flipping through the pages. I got the feeling of knowing there was great knowledge to be found in it's binding.
CNJ I watched the movie again a few years ago. I would have been much happier with my memories of it, very different viewing it with adult eyes and knowledge. lol I was kind of bummed.
I love longe lessons. I am way too analytical and self-critical when riding under saddle under the watchful eye of my instructor. But on the longe, with those perfectly placed side reins and my reins in a knot, hands free, I can sit deeper than I do on my own. Now if only I could transfer this mentality to riding longe-less: my goal.
I'm also trying to regain the courage I had as a youth while riding. One of my fondest memories was giving a nameless ranch horse (called simply The Chestnut, because everyone was afraid of him and thought him to be not name-worthy) galloping with a herd of pronghorn antelopes across the high plains of northeastern Montana. Now that was freedom!
I don't know if it's "just" pure courage, Paddy, that allowed you to ride the Chestnut. You believed you could ride him. Were you afraid of him? Of course not.
I think, at an older age, it's simply abandoning the fear of gravity, and trusting in your own balance.
Believing in yourself, again.
And not fearing/anticipating the mistakes we inevitably make, young and old alike!
The issue is really one of control, isn't it?
Been thinking about it and you're right there, GoL. Our beloved Gloopy :)
It was a matter of knowing I could ride him, not a courage issue. If it involved courage, I wouldn't have gotten on, because that would have been a risk for my personal safety. Knowledge comes from learning, from passes and fails, and it is a conclusion, a realization. Balance is one of the first achievements in riding, and it better be the foundation. If there's any doubt, then it's time to get back in the saddle and learn more.
Now to achieve that feeling again, as a re-rider after so many years out of the saddle. Still grasping at hopes. Still learning. It never ends.
btw, that moniker-less, rangy, ranch gelding turned out to be a really wonderful horse to ride for those few days on my friend's grandma's wheat ranch. Maybe I'll name him, after almost thirty years, haha. He deserved it.
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