A repeat from last year's in-barn hunter show, and while we did quite a bit of jumping the month leading up to this year's edition, I also got on my horse for the first time in a week the morning of. I had actually planned on him having a couple more days off on top of that, but at the last minute we went out on the barn's hunter pace with Easy.
Fortunately that was (as planned) very low key. We only jumped a couple things and never picked up the canter. Opie and I were both pretty blah about the whole thing, and I was more than ready to leave everything in NY behind for our vacation.
I got to the barn Saturday morning and my horse was standing at the back of his stall weaving instead of eating his hay because the barn was bustling and his routine was changed and
his life was ruined. I washed his tail, scrubbed his fresh poop spots, and we headed over to the barn on horseback with H and Puck (The barn is directly behind ours, separated only by a couple of fields.). He spent the entire walk over snorting like a dragon, and then wanted to challenge the other barn's horses that were turned out to a duel, but we made it over without issue.
He was super strong on the flat warming up, but I just kept him trotting and coming round while controlling the rhythm if not the pace until he settled. Our first few jumps were a certified shit show. At one point he biffed the distance so badly that he tripped on landing, hit the ground face first, and then launched up and bolted with his head in the air as a wad of chewed grass went flying by my head.
H told me it looked like he kept putting in canter strides over the jumps instead of jumping them, but he did eventually settle in and we jumped down the lines straight (did not happen on our first attempt), and were able to come off the long approach to the diagonal singles.
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always a good time when our back legs don't work
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I quit once I felt like we were in a good spot, and we hung out for about twenty minutes while everyone else finished warming up before going in for the hack division--three flat classes.
I felt like Opie was pretty solid for the first hunter flat, but we placed 4th out of 5. For the next flat, an equitation class which is hands down my absolute weakest point as a rider, Opie spent the whole ride gnashing his teeth and occasionally cranking his head sideways. He did enjoy the "extended" trot portion though. We won that class.
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"lengthen stride, yes, thank god i know this one!" --opie, probably |
We finished the hack division with a hunter pleasure flat where Opie felt very chill and responsive and we once again came in second to last--fifth out of six.
We had to wait around awhile for our turn to jump in the 2'3 division that was actually most definitely only 2'. Opie snoozed for most of that wait and was not at all pleased to be woken back up and asked to go to work. The first round was hunter and it was awful.
We went from zero to Rage Monster in 2.5, took a rail in one of the lines from trying to do the aforementioned canter over the jumps instead of jumping them, and were just generally going about ten thousand miles too fast. We got a fourth out of 10 for that class.
The next jumping round was an equitation course. It went even worse than the first! Actually the first jump was very good and as we approached and jumped it, I was like, "Phew! Here's my quiet jumping horse I have at home."
#fakenews
I asked for the simple change to get the left lead after landing from the first jump and it took me the whole length of the diagonal to get him yanked back long enough to switch it over. We came into the first line next and he supermanned that ho:
Launched the jump out:
Got in kind of tight to the next jump, and then refused to be rated enough to change leads let alone slow down even remotely:
At which point we were supposed to jump the first jump in the line, roll back to the other first jump in the other line, and then finish by going down the line. None of which I remembered as I attempted to get this runaway train back on the tracks, and ended up just continuing down the line.
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gotta work those courtesy circles
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We finished with an equitation flat at which point we were both very much done with each other. I don't even remember specifics. It went fine, we placed 8 out of 10.
Overall the judging was straight up fucking stupid. I say that not just for myself but for everyone there. None of the placings made sense in any of the classes.
Another take away is that I need to find a new jumping bit for Opie for off property. The slow twist he's currently in just lets him sit there and lay on it without actually giving me any brakes. Same for the jumper derby earlier in the year. He's just not the same horse to jump at home as he is at shows.