<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR> What feels comfy, is too slow. <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Boy can I relate to that! Must be as we get older, whipping around doesn’t have the same feel as it used to. Chuck being the good man that he is, jumped into a gymnastic, we were supposed to do it in 10. It actually was set for 9. Well, putting into effect the crunch factor, we did it in 11! 
Not a squeal nor a head shake. I was laughing so hard, at being soooo stupid. He does have the patience of a saint sometimes. We then got it right. Trainer staring at me as if I had sprouted wings. “What was that supposed to be?” comes the query. Heck, dunno just kinda took back, and back, and there you are. 
If there is one thing in this world I can do is make a mudder, so Gayle send here to me.
Yesterday, after all the rain my friend was astonished that I galloped my horse around and hit every mud puddle and still get my lead changes. So you could say we had a good day.
You gotta love the mud! While everyone is skirting mud puddles, I am the one that says “Bring it on”. Just something about it. Nice sunny day and I don’t know what to do with myself. Anyone else get like this or am I just a freak?
Oh, wow! A place for people whose horses are, um, under construction! I’m a very new member, and for a bit there thought everyone here had made horses doing at least 3’6" at the As. (I don’t think as a nearly middle-age adult I’ll EVER do 3’6" or the As!) Glad to hear there are others out there with DIY specials.
Mine is an OTTB, 7 this year, started later and raced two years then off the track since Sept 200. I got him in Oct 2000 and he’s coming along. I don’t think he’s perfect hunter material (smallish – almost 16hh, decent but not spectacular mover) but since I’m not either and the As aren’t in my horoscope, that’s just fine. He’s shown twice under my trainer (local person, not BNT) in baby green – picked up some ribbons, too, inc a blue o/f – and twice under me. Once OK at a TINY local schooling show (we were reserve Sr. o/f – out of 3 entries 
) and once a total disaster and a much larger local show. TOTAL pilot error – the poor horsie asked “uh, what do we do here” and I said “huh? I dunno…” Didn’t help him.
My wish for him would be to become a bit more self-sufficient and less rider-dependent. Oh, and more supple to the right, not so happy to take huge strides and leave from the next county over fences, and… 
Lameness… must be contagious! Riverman actually had one of those breakthrough “I think I got it” rides last Friday (meaning he has figured out how to walk in a straight line between my legs with little assistance from my hands, and ALSO figured out how to try and back himself off at the trot. Not that he succeeded a lot, but he kept trying).
So of course he had to go put a stick in his knee so he could get 3 days off and make sure he forgot that ride!
Oh - and here’s a link I meant to put up a while ago - it’s an audio file, and might take a minute to play.
Dedicated to greenies everywhere…
PS - it seems to work much better with internet explorer, vs. netscape…
LuckyMe - don’t feel bad about having someone else start your baby. People wanted to know why I didn’t start Star myself, didn’t I want to be the first one to ride him. I fugured, why not have someone do it who has actually done it before. And, is young and fearless.
Bumpkin -good to hear about your ride, but ouch on the tooth.
Merry - you mean to say that Barbie “sees dead people” like my supposed to be not-so-green 16yo TB. The one who decided to entertain the masses today by running sideways instead of doing a lead change. Comment from the masses-your 2yo looks easier.
Way to go, you two! I’m so happy that you are having fun with your horses. 
Meanwhile, back at El Ranchito, Merry about bust a gut laughing as she helped Beezer jump Tigger yesterday. We’re at that, “Hey! I know what I’m doing and sure as heck don’t need YOU telling me what to do.” 
So we speedily bounced through a grid several times before eventually reverting back to the thinking Tigger.
Then Merry had a new grand grid for us to try. Things were going fine till Tigger started leaning on my hands … he inherited his pulling ability from his horse mom. Merry is yelling, “STOP him, back him up! He is NOT allowed to pull!” So Beezer stops Tigger and backs him; we start again, then as we turn to the grid, suddenly he does the twisty head thing and two strides out I’m staring at this one eye staring back up at me … I cannot go into a grid like this!! 
So I stop. And I explain to Tigger and Merry why I have stopped. It was then that I realized that Merry is trying very, very hard not to laugh, but she just cannot help herself. She has been in this movie too many times not to get some perverse enjoyment out of seeing her sister have to endure it!
Eventually, though, the Tig Man got it. And he finished up as a very good boy.
Bulletin Board Goddess
Hopeful we were just discussing the wonkies this pm. Seems our group went thru it yesterday. We had one poor soul who was slow to respond and today was his walk in wonkie land. Two tours on a lounge, several on’s and off’s by his rider, it was incredible. Nothing but nothing could get any one of them to behave yesterday. Was it the moon? Or what?? Simple things got them buzzed. Doors being closed on cars would send them scooting…
Well, just when I thought I had my very green ASB going perfect (even doing small verticals perfectly) I decide to let a friend of mine get on him and hack him around the ring. She is a good rider and has worked well with green horses, but I guess not THAT well on the jumping area. So, she gets on and does very well on the flat when I tell her, " go ahead and trot him over the cross rails." OOPS! She was not very confident and obviously HE wasn’t. He ran out first then he proceeded to take out the fence the next time around. Etc., Etc. I got back on him and he jumped it, but not well at all. Needless to say the next time I rode him I had to start COMPLETELY from scratch–ground poles and the like. He is back to form now, but what a lesson. I guess he only feels confident with me on his back.
master tally… sounds like you’ve made a wise choice. its hard to keep up with any horse let alone a greenie when you’re busy with “real life.” and let’s face it folks, sadly enough there is life outside of horses whether we like it or not 
I don’t always have as much time for my filly as I should, and I’ve often contemplated selling her on… (if the right home came along I’d probably do it…) but until then we’ll keep on plugging away, with me constantly hoping that next week or next month I’ll have a bit more time to devote to her!
Needless to say, I didn’t end up riding today tho I had planned to. the little darling was high as a kite-- she had a week off due to a minor muscle pull and this week I’ve not been able to do more than longe her twice as we had a major ice/wind storm up here in the Northeast. Hoping to get a ride in tomorrow…sigh…
Hope all those in warmer temperatures are enjoying their nice weather!
I think we are just at different stages with our Green Beans. I remember the “stop, not going any further”, and the “ooooooo what is that drapped along side me” too. For me it has taken 20 months of riding 6 days a week, except for the first 30 days of nothing but ground work. But we still worked almost everyday on the ground to get where I am today.
Don’t get me wrong, we still have our moments. They are just becomming fewer (thank goodness). Now I am hitting the days where he just suprises me. Things I would think may be an issue are not demonic anymore, and we can work through them because of all the time.
For the people that have not come as far, take heart it will come. We are all here for those who are not quite there yet, and I hope others who have surpassed us will be there for those who are striving to be there.
DMK, we’d like some pictures, please!
Bertie, your Lola is beautiful. By the way, my mare is on depoprovara from about March until November and it seems to make a big difference. Tess doesn’t get wild without it, but she does tend to be very distracted. Hey Mom, I have lots more interesting things to think about than what you want.
She also, interestingly enough, seems to get “cramps” without it, the only horse I’ve ever seen who was too uncomfortable to be ridden 1-2 days a month. She’s only five though and I’m hoping we’ll be able to cut back as she matures.
I think You with Tigger and Moi with Elliot could make a foursome!!
You sound about where we are, they know that voice and now…they know we shall not give in until they do as WE ask.
Of course we ask ever so politely
Hey, if you’re showing at Showpark this weekend, make sure you’re boots are really clean and your hair is tidy under your helmet and your hands are nice and quiet for equitation. Why? Because my girlfriend is judging, and those are some of her pet peeves. She’s been known to actually wipe her hand across rider’s boots to see if they’ve had the dust knocked off.
“Friends don’t let friends eat fish tacos.”
that horse is a 45 year old school master. HOW CAN U MAKE A BABY LOOK SO PURDY???
gimmie gimmie
-Figjam
Yeah C&C, Between Midge and I, I am the one who needs the magic wand!
All I can say is, “OUCH”!
Thank goodness you didn’t break anything! Although I’m sure your bum bruise is verrrry painful. Hope it feels better FAST.
<BLOCKQUOTE class=“ip-ubbcode-quote”><font size="-1">quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Peggy:
I looked at my watch and figured that we were 10 minutes from home. An hour later, we were home. Estimating a time of arrival on a baby greenie is about like trying to do the same on a trip that involves the 405.
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LOL Peggy! I’ve done that, the first time I took Tess out away from the barn/ring by herself. It wasn’t even really a trail ride. All I wanted to do was walk down the lane, pass between two pastures, go up a hill, make one circuit of our grass ring and walk back. The first half of the trip took about five minutes and I thought this was going to be the quickest ride in history. Famous last words.
There was a hose across the lane, which hadn’t caused any problems on the way out but which apparently turned into a mare-eating hose on the way back. Bear in mind, we were on our way
back to the barn. Forty-five minutes later we were still trying to get across, or over, or around, or through. Finally she jumped it like it was a three foot oxer.
I know how you feel.
That is a hard one.
I say go for the 3’ classes on Tigger until the filly is ready.
Or you can send Tigger up to Mallory
Hoopoe and her can share him
Poncho was not suppose to jump with his ringbone or I would have kept him.
I have been known to pay obscene amounts of money for the dry cleaners to sew on a button myself, and I can think of at least two really nice blouses I would love to wear that I have NOT worn for about 2 years because gosh darn it, they are missing a button They just sit in my closet waiting for the “button fairy” to visit… Apparently the button fairy is a lot like the lotto fairy, because she has never come calling
Hey Merry!! When can we expect out Oh My God, I’m Green caps and It’s not easy being green saddle pads???
I bet that you are way better than you are telling us!!!
Sounds like your lesson was lots of fun, and you got a lot of work done at the same time.
I love those kind of lessons.
