Some epiphanies in the hunt field

Try this!

So your concerns re: galloping begs the question for me…WHY!?? Why gallop!!? :winkgrin: Personally, I think the REAL working gait for hunting is the extended trot. That way, there are always 2 feet on the ground. Wateryglen loves to be grounded! And you don’t have anything to prove! And dodging those god awful cacti out there has GOTTA dictate a trot I would think. Save the canter stretches for the straightaways right? And ease into them from a trot and my favorite trick - arrange with a fellow hunter to have them stay in front of you as a bumper. Bury his head in that horses butt so to speak. You’ll need a “bumper” who has a similar stride to your pony of course. Don’t let yours pass or they’ll try racing each other. Stay behind. And if you can, PLAN, your canters for after you’ve been on a long trot stretch and he’s starting to tire/relax or is outa breath some. I had one horse that would speed up when I took hold and if I let him canter depart on a looser rein he’d stop that head duck/buck thing he’d do. And yes it’s hell when your horse is a go-go horse and you’re a slow-slow rider! Been there, done that!

Well, he’s “Prozac Pony” because he used to act as if he were on Prozac. But that’s mainly his online persona. Although I do think I’d rather ride “Prozac Pony” than “Widowmaker”

Why canter? Because Mr. Blondie is a short, stubby little dude who routinely canters when other horses trot.

OK, so he’s not really all that short & stubby (he’s about 15 2 1/2 and we hunt with a lot of cobs :wink: and he did once keep up with azeventer’s 16.3 OTTB when we were trotting up a hill. But he prefers to canter rather than exert himself at the trot. And I don’t mind when he does his loffly rocking horse canter. It’s this buck-buck-nonsense that I can’t stand.

He was checked over not long ago (December/January) by a vet/chiro who said if he were in heavy dressage work, she’d do some acupuncture on him, but given his current workload, she just adjusted him. I suppose he could be sore, but I’m betting it’s more butt-headedness than soreness.

I do try to make him trot (and I can make him trot). But then we fall way behind. And it pisses him off royally. So then I am out in the middle of the desert by myself on a highly annoyed palomino who is bouncing up & down and calling to his rapidly departing buddies, refusing to believe me as I assure him that we WILL catch up to them - just like we have caught up to them every single other time we have been left behind because of his asshattedness.

That which does not kill us makes us stronger, I tell my self.

Bounce, bounce, NEIGH, NEIGH, BOUCE, NEIGH-EIGH-EIGH!!!, bouncebouncebounce

Oh, I been 'cross the desert on a horse with no manners,
I wish could let go of the reins…