|bobby, spyder, and memphis stuck at the top of the hill.|
Thanks to Aimee and Liz's comments on my last post, I went to tackle my dressage saddle with renewed vigor. (Of course I forgot my girth and pad at home and had to borrow both.)
|robert's wonderful withers.|
|where the saddle wants to stop when i slide it back.|
now, looking at it, clearly waaay too far forward.
|where i rode in it today. better for my legs, better fit for him, no|
longer looking like a jumping dressage saddle.
We got down to the arena, went in, tightened my girth, dropped my stirrups...and douche bag barn help came in on the tractor to "grate the arena". This involved dropping the grate too far down and digging up rocks that probably haven't seen the light of day in years. Was he done then? Oh, no. Next he brought in SNOW to "drag around the arena to cut down on the dust." Really? Really. So now not only are there big rocks, but all big snow chunks all over. What. The. Fuck. Then he grates is again. And makes it even worse. BO came down with her two lessoners and was pissed. Understandly. Again: what the fuck?!
|the boys waiting patiently outside the arena.|
#1 gets on finally. #2 gets on her horse who is a young OTTB mare and is prancing around like a nervous wreck (which she is most of the time). #2 says she must be acting tense because she doesn't like the polos on her back legs and not that "I don't know when the last time I rode her was." BO says to get off and longe her. "No way. I'm not longing her. She's too crazy." Really? Isn't this why you longe in the first place?! So BO longed her, she was a little jumpy, but quickly calmed downed and went to work. BO then gave #2 a long talk about how if you have a horse in training, especially a young horse, it has to be consistently ridden and worked with or she's never going to retain anything.
Then! I get a text from Sarah who started riding as I was finishing up and said that someone came to ride Spyder, didn't know how to longe period, so decided to "free longe" him instead. Clearly this is an epidemic and a longing clinic needs to take place soon.
|puppies in the snow, just because.|