Saturday, October 10, 2009

School - Oct 10th, a bit of excitement

From Bob:
Today, Anjolina and Dovie took Carmel and LaLa to a 4-H show two blocks away. I headed to the park on Diego to expose him to more excitement. He really didn't want to go by himself, but he grudgingly did what I asked.

Just after making the left turn one block down, he stopped and then seemed to be willing to walk nicely. Suddenly, he spooked out from under me. It was a classic Arab sideways spook, not a deliberate bucking frenzy, or anything like that. I landed on my back, and he pulled away, slipped, and fell on his butt. He got up and trotted towards home as if nothing had happened. Judy, who lives next door, was riding her horse and helped me grab him. He has a few minor scrapes, and my back will probably be sore for a few days. No big deal for either of us.

I led him back to the park, found a mounting block, and got on. He was a little spooky until I found Carmel and LaLa. After that, he practically fell asleep watching the competition. Carmel didn't want to do anything without LaLa, so we rode LaLa and Diego into the arena for the "lineup" after one of the classes. Diego actually did better than LaLa, though that isn't saying much. I eventually rode him home without incident. When we got to the round pen, he wanted to stop and go in on his own. I made him do an extra lap and stop on my terms, not his.

When he stops, a light tap or two from the crop is working nicely. He moves forward without acting like he's thinking about exploding.

I should have told you, but we're giving him a little grain every night so he won't feel left out when everyone else gets theirs. (Awww)

2 comments:

Funder said...

Hah, that's exactly why I almost always ride with a saddle. One little spook will leave me on my butt on the ground - and my butt STILL hurts from that fall a month ago! Bob is a brave man!

bobpickering said...

When I started riding bareback, I hit the dirt all the time. Once I really learned to ride bareback, it just felt natural, and it made me a much a better rider. I've been riding bareback so much over the last ten years that a saddle just seems to get in the way.

I broke my then-two-year-old Anglo-Arab mare four years ago. We went on trail rides by ourselves and galloped across the desert in the moonlight before she ever even saw a saddle. I've only come off her three times in 939 bareback rides.

When I got the chance to work with Diego, riding bareback was almost automatic.

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