So if you've noticed in his pictures he has on an odd assortment of mis-matched bell boots, that's why. I love matching, but I love my horse keeping his shoes on even more.
I'm glad to see that I'm not the only one that celebrated the 4th by riding. Everyone at my barn canceled their lessons! Lame.
I took advantage of Hubby having the day off and signed him up for running us through a little grid. I dug out a saddle from the back of BO's "this is where I keep all my extra crap I've accumulated over sixty years" tack room. It's a Crosby Corinthian and it's in pretty awesome shape despite needing a week's worth of oiling. Always on the search for a real saddle that fits both Bobby and I, I decided to try it out. The stirrups were ridiculously long, and the seat was only a 16.5 instead of a 17, but it does look nice and it has a forward flap that fits my awkwardly long femur. Bobby's such a tool about doing anything but jumping in the outdoor, I couldn't tell if it bothered him or if he was just being a brat warming up.
|the outdoor is only fun when we get to canter jumps!|
Working with what was in the arena, we did a modified version of the second exercise in my Wofford book. Ground pole, 9' to a 2' vertical, 18' (one stride) to a 2' oxer. Here's how we built up to it:
I know Lillian did some gridwork with him, but I've never done it so I was really happy with how quickly he picked it up. We had a few bobbles since he was being pretty sloppy over the tiny vertical, but I figured I'd keep it as easy as possible this time around. He'll definitely need another foot added for a one stride when the height goes up. His big body needs time to get out of its own way.
|black and white bell boots!|