I haven’t written in a while because we’ve been doing a mainly light pleasure riding and nothing very exciting has been happening in the team green world.
We are waiting for the saddle to ship next month and whatever combination I use doesn’t seem to be all that bad but neither is it all that good (we’re getting dry spots and pressure points but they haven’t caused worse white patches or soreness).
I have a ton of work to do and it’s hunting season so we go out a couple days a week. One nice thing that’s happened this fall is I’ve had more people than usual come out to ride with me so each time I ride I’ve been able to get Faygo and Khaleesi together which is nice for all of us.
Something that’s been gnawing at me however is inflammation in her left rear fetlock joint. About three weeks ago I noticed it was visibly swollen when I brought her in from the pasture. I did an epsom salt soak and walked and trotted her in hand- she was not visibly off. Didn’t ride her that day.
After a couple days the swelling diminished significantly. One day the other rear had swelling (compensation inflammation?) then it was back to just the left and it was not visible to me, but I could feel it. Different from the right hind, there was soft puffiness that felt like it could be fluid right above the fetlock on the back of the leg.
What to do? She is not lame… there is no heat…
Dr. Google gave the basic advice that if the horse isn’t lame or sore then it isn’t really a problem. There isn’t much to do for treatment if the horse is not lame.
Hmmmmm…. but…. there’s swelling….
Dr. Facebook (endurance green bean mentor page) said that if it’s equal in 2 or 4 legs (right and left) then it might be normal (cosmetic only). If one leg is different than the other it’s likely damage. Khaleesi is young (5 is still young- sometimes she’s so awesome I let myself forget she’s really only 5) and in her first year of work. Pay attention to it now lest it become a long term weakness in a tendon. Why not turn her out in her pasture for a couple weeks and see if it helps.
Not ride her. Um… isn’t there a better answer? I like to ride her. We still have shoes, the weather is still nice… Can I wrap it, soak it? Something other than rest it?
Dr. B, kind enough to discuss over email from afar says… well, he says a lot of things and was really helpful. Here are some of the highlights:
… major tendons pass over the back of the hock… diagnosing without seeing .. close to impossible… Even with a radiograph sometimes it’s not clear… fortunately the potentially ‘bad’ things are almost always associated with extreme lameness…
generally we try to be conservative in our recommendations… we say take 3 weeks off….. trainers start back in 3 days.
since she isn’t lame you’d like to move on as if nothing was wrong… but… there is swelling and 6-8 mile rides won’t do it any favors.
best to back off.
but you know your horse and see her every day- you are the best judge of how she is doing and the decision to ride or not to ride has to be up to you.
And my favorite:
The best way not to have problems with your horses is not to have horses!
Yeah… I have heard that before. Probably from my husband.
Just yesterday I was reading my monthly Endurance News and there was a fantastic article about the cycle of “Training-Conditioning-Performing”.
It went into how the cycle works and how important it is to recognize training as the mental component of what a horse needs to do in order to be ready to perform: walk on uneven trails, be ok around other horses on trail, allow a vet to handle them, be able to camp in a new place, etc.
Then there is the conditioning which relates to training (these overlap) but conditioning is the physical capability of your horse to go the distance: aerobic, skeletal and muscular etc. These have to come before good performance which is what happens event day.
We all go through this cycle over and over and if you realize where you are in the cycle you will be more successful- also realizing when you don’t have good performance where your weakness lies. Did you get pulled because of lack of training? (your horse couldn’t be held back to a speed it could sustain and wore out too early in the ride?) or lack of conditioning? (not in shape to do the miles?). Then you go back through the cycle and increase performance with better training and better conditioning.
Ideally you begin the cycle with a sound horse who is reasonably built to do endurance. But on page two of the article the author added two new red boxes to the cycle that are inevitable for every performance horse at some point: “Injury-Rehabilitation”.
I love my Endurance News and always find a timely article in there I can use or relate to.
It appears we have now entered the pasture rest (rehabilitation) box.
Thankfully that doesn’t mean our training has to stop. This is a good time to continue to bring her in and work more on standing still and coming to my mounting stool better… maybe sending on the trailer (she gets on but I usually have to walk her up, would be fun to work on sending her on). There are plenty of things we can do together to continue our bond and increase her training while not riding.
Always find the opportunity.
Considering I don’t have my saddle yet, it’s hunting season, and life is busy, this is the best time I could hope for to put her out of rotation and see what happens. I’ve been avoiding it because I so love to ride her, but time to face the fact that this is what’s best for her even if it’s not what I want to do.
When I asked Dr. B about a vet visit (seems too soon to me) he agreed probably not necessary right now. We’ll give it a rest and go from there.
I can still enjoy the season with my fine Faygo. She’s developed quite a fan club this fall- I hate to disappoint her friends, but I’ll be riding her for a while myself now! Her dance card will be full for a few weeks.
Later this morning… Confirmation…
I arrived at the barn to check on my ‘invalid’ to find she had pulled a front shoe. I take it as a sign- her rest period truly is meant to be.
My farrier postponed his visit (that would have been this week) at my request as I’d planned a ride with friends in the Richmond area this weekend and wanted my shoes just long enough to get through that. My farrier told me that shouldn’t be a problem to just keep an eye for loose nails.
Since she’d lost one, the most sensible thing for a DIY horse owner was obviously grab the farrier kit and take off the other front.
If she’s going to be on rest, I’d rather her also be barefoot for the rest of the winter… starting now! I mean- he showed me how to remove a shoe in case I needed to. What better time to try?
Well… I have always loved my farrier, but I really love him now. It took me at least 3o minutes, two trips back to the barn for additional tools, and some help from a friend to get that shoe off!
Meanwhile Khaleesi was amazing. She stood still for me the whole process and tied to the fence (I hadn’t planned to bring them in today). She never tried to pull her hoof or fight me. She was a great patient.
Our first season is now behind us and it’s a mix between the letdown of anticipation and activity and a more relaxed feeling of enjoying the ride without training goals in the forefront. I sometimes just go to the barn to bring apples and love and the girls must know because they come to me at the gate faster than they used to (though none of them are hard to catch).
Madison and I were fortunate to get one last ride in and get the girls to stretch their legs a bit before they headed back to FL. It was a lovely ride and we were in no hurry. The leaves are finally starting to change and drop and when fall gets serious it happens quickly.
I am ok with our temporary saddle solution, but this winter I will have a goal to sort out a more long term answer to my saddle puzzle. For the moment I plan to borrow and ride her in as many saddles that are a “decent” fit as possible and see if I can discern how she moves in them and how I move in them. Yes- I have to start with the horse because that is the most important part, but as Garnet reminded me: If the saddle doesn’t work for you, it doesn’t work. You won’t be balanced and ride comfortably, and you can’t do endurance miles like that.
I started with a Freeform that a friend loaned me. I’m not generally a fan (for myself) of treeless saddles as I don’t think I’m either a light enough or good enough rider to make it work for my horse without a better system to distribute my weight without pressure points on her back. But still for some shorter rides, it’s not bad to try it and see how we feel. The one bonus of treeless is the movement in the back it affords the horse. [side note, this saddle is for sale if you’re looking for a freeform send me a message and I’ll connect you to her]
The feel as a rider in a treeless saddle is a little uncomfortable for me because of the wider feel in my legs around the horse. It made posting a little different- and not particularly better or worse. I felt she moved pretty well in the saddle and honestly I wasn’t able to tell a big difference in her. I hope as I use more different saddles through the fall as I’m able I might start to notice things more.
One thing I did was try a few from the barn on her on a day I didn’t ride recently. One didn’t fit particularly well and she pinned her ears and a few times tried to nip at me while we were feeling under it. I got the message.
NOT THAT ONE!
Then we tried another one and she was already more relaxed and though she was still turning her head asking what we were doing she was not as intense about the message.
Also this winter our goals are to continue to work on our communication and relationship. I would like to improve riding intentionally and move her with my energy more and less with physical cues. When I ride alone we are already better at this and we move into the trot often without my legs but from a joint energy push. Transitioning down is getting better as well and we are smoother going back to a walk than we used to be. I start with eyes and shoulders for turns and going around trees and often she follows without much rein aid at all now.
When we ride with others we are both more distracted- she by what the other horses are doing (speed up slow down as a herd) and me as well- chatting and enjoying the company of other humans takes some of my energy focus away. I think it’s ok. It’s a different ride and I enjoy them all.
It has made my solo riding more meaningful than it used to be. I used to enjoy a ride alone, but after a while get tired of my own company and wish for some friends on the trail. Now I find that if I ride with others too often I wish for the focus and connection of a solo ride. This is good because winter means lots of solo riding as we start to stay closer to home and trailer around less.
Around the barn I also hope to deepen our relationship and communication. This is tough to do with a ride schedule. My last ride with Khaleesi I spent more time at my stool asking her to stand quietly than I would have been comfortable had someone been waiting on me. She wants to walk off when I get on her- at least a step or two. With no agenda or anyone waiting on me I took the time she needed to come where I wanted her at the stool (the stool is smaller than a mounting block and I find it harder for us to coordinate). When we got that to my satisfaction I got on and she took a step. I got off and we started again- the whole process. Second time it was better. Still a work in progress here.
The following day I brought her in ONLY to work on standing at the stool with me. I think she was feeling obstinate because it took over 30 minutes to get her in position and standing quietly with lots of starting over when she’d push her butt out and stand facing me as if to say “I’d rather do this“. I planned to work on mounting her bareback and getting the whole stand still down- but we quit at standing in the right place at the stool as I didn’t have another hour to hope to get the next step successfully (be flexible in training what you can that day, and always end on a good note).
I find this to be a fun challenge- problem solving. How can I communicate better what I want her to do in a way she’ll understand, and how can I be a little smarter than her when she doesn’t understand or tries to evade what I’m asking. In the words of Monty Roberts I heard in an interview recently:
When you do your work correctly, repetition is your best friend. When you do your work incorrectly, repetition is your worst enemy.
If something isn’t working- my challenge is to figure out a better way to ask. Horses do not lie, and they are not “false”. They may resist something, but there is always a reason. Horses want peace and comfort – my job is to show them the way and if I do it right they will choose the right answer.
Monty made a point to say one of the biggest mistakes in working with horses is not controlling our own emotional state (internally). If a horse isn’t doing what we ask we often have an elevated heart rate (due to either fear or frustration). Not being in control of our own heart rate and internal energy is one of the main factors in his opinion that hinder our work- that kind of repetition is our greatest enemy. They are so sensitive that I may look patient and calm to a human, but the horse senses heart rate change and energy change in an instant. So all these boring things like standing still, coming to the mounting block and leading properly (maybe this winter sending on the trailer?) turn into personal growth for me- can I control not only my outer reaction, but my inner emotional one?
Can I not get upset when she swings her butt out away from me when I want her to stand next to me at the stool?
Can I keep my heart from racing when she does those little bucks at the start of a race?
Can I not have a reaction when my work colleague does something that would normally make my head want to explode?
Can I slow down my emotional reaction when my husband makes the comment that needles me in just the right spot?
Is it possible that student is not just slow or refusing to try- but that it’s my responsibility to find a better way to approach the problem that allows them to open up and learn?
That is the Jedi training I started this year and I can’t say enough what kind of positive affect it’s had on my life.
I love being on the trails in the fall, but I’ve noticed that I don’t miss a riding day as much anymore if I only have an hour or so available to bring in a horse and do a little mind work instead. It’s become a sort of addiction actually- hopefully a positive one!
This is a fun blog challenge a little out of the scope of green to 100’s usual fare.
I was inspired by a great blog I’ve been following (Little Pieces of Me) who did a which way post. The object of Cee’s Which Way Challenge is to capture “the roads, walks, trails, rails, we move from one place to another on. You can walk on them, climb them, drive them, ride them, as long as the way is visible. Keeping an eye out for different Which Ways, I find it gives me a new way of looking at how we move around and what wonderful ways we have found ways to travel as well as beautify our world.”
I find myself often seeing paths, trails, bridges etc as great pictures and though I’m just a snapshot individual (not a photographer) sometimes I get lucky with some pictures that become my own favorites. I looked back to find these in the past 18 months that seemed to fit the bill.
What a good distraction from getting ready for my first long day back to teaching, or packing for our TN trip! We drive off hopefully by 7am tomorrow to what looks like a rainy weekend, it’ll either be a lot of fun or a miserable time, but either way an adventure!
Our official grade at the end of the Iron Mountain ride was an “A-“. I am so pleased that Khaleesi and I completed the ride, finished in time, healthy, and in good spirits even if we were close to the back of the pack. I took a few days to just bask in the accomplishment of a solid first run with my young equine partner. The fact that we are learning together and she’s the first horse I’ve trained from zero makes it all the more special.
Cue happy music… butterflies… slow motion shots of Khaleesi and I cantering through the open rangelands…
Ok enough of that. Now we move on.
The “A-” was generous.
If I were getting a grade on more than taking care of my horse’s hydration and soundness it would have been lower. I don’t want to guess at letter; for simplicity we’ll use the old elementary school mark of “N” or Needs Improvement.
I love the starting point of the LD rides to be able to make mistakes without doing too much damage. I want to use these rides as a learning opportunity. When we move to 50 milers (and longer) small mistakes can cost a lot more.
Today is for reflecting back at what I learned, what I didn’t do so well, and what we can do better. We can do better.
Away vet-check/hold basics: I have a fantastic huge waterproof crew bag. I did ok at packing necessities I’d need in it especially for my horse, next time I will also include a camp chair for me. I will appreciate being able to sit down a moment even more when our ride is double the length and I have two holds to wait out.
On the trail: Stop looking down. Just don’t do it anymore. From now on and forever.
I noticed myself way too often watching the footing right in front of us. I don’t do this when I work in the arena (sand footing). Some part of me is certain I need to guide my horse through crevices and rocky areas. Who am I kidding? She is responsible for her feet and completely capable. My energy focusing down is only creating a front-hand heavy horse and stopping her forward energy.
When I reflect on my favorite part of the ride… following a group of quick 50 mile riders, I was watching them up ahead of me, not the ground.
Snacks?: I’m not thrilled with her low gut sounds at the final vet-check. For a 30 mile ride with no other metabolic issues it was not a serious issue. Moving forward she needs to keep something going into her system more often. Besides stopping for a bite of grass once in a while, I am considering carrying some alfalfa cubes or small apples… something to encourage her to eat while we move through the ride. Betsy, who I rode with, slowed up and gave her mare a snack on occasion. Worth a try.
Ride faster: Seems simple and obvious, but we are going to need to pick up the pace. I believe she will do so willingly, and I need to let her. This is connected to…
Ride better: Also obvious, but not nearly as simple. If I continue to improve my riding skills she will have an easier time moving faster. This is one of the improvements I can use outside help. So today we paid another visit to Pam.
I have been learning- contrary to what I would have thought- that once conditioned, a horse in endurance needs more rest than we think to stay healthy. One of my biggest concerns is that she love endurance riding and I don’t burn her out with too heavy a workload, yet she needs to be in enough shape to complete.
My plan with her this fall is to aim for a long ride (10-15miles) and a fast ride (less than 10 miles) per week, with a “lesson” session in addition, or even instead of one of those if we can fit one in. This should also help me work on a little more conditioning with Faygo.
Khaleesi has been on a break since we returned home Saturday night. I visited only to check on her, feed and give apples and give her a little positive attention and turn her back out to be a horse again. She had four full days of rest and today we loaded up to play a bit (learn together). This would be more mental work than physical.
I had a feeling now was when it was going to get harder for me. The good news is that I have significantly improved my balance and posture at a walk and we are getting on the same page with our energy and transitions. We have also improved our trot a lot, but still have a long way to go.
Today was to get serious about improving our trot. As usual, we struggled to stay on the rail at a trot and once we started moving Khaleesi was wandering all around the arena. If I wanted to stay balanced I had no control over her, if I used my legs or hands to move her back to the rail I was flying all over the place. Thankfully our rides are on trails and not wandering around arenas!
We went back to leg signals and asked her to move OVER with my leg. I am getting more clear with this, but she was still not sure what I was asking of her. She was totally guessing… faster?… turn?… go the opposite way?
We went back to a walk and asked her as loud and clear as possible MOVE OVER NOW… NOW… NOW… NOW… and after a few tries
YES! We did it!
Then we did it again… and celebrated!
Once we got it, it was there. It was exciting… like “that button works now”.
Then we did the other side. Took a few times, but again WE GOT IT!
More celebrating, licking & chewing (for her) and deep thinking, a little break for her to mull it over.
Now at the trot.
Improvement. Let’s just get a steady trot, stay along the rails, and be in control. Simple, right?
After a few times around, after stopping once or twice to be more clear MOVE OVER TO THE RAIL! We got it.
Steady trot, decent balance from me, basically on the rails (because I asked her to move over and SHE DID).
It felt amazing- we were getting this. HUGE.
We ended the arena work on that great note. Just celebrating her (and us) standing next to the rail we used to push away from. It was hot so we walked up to rinse off. This leads me to another improvement we worked on both before and after riding today.
Impulsion: We got a “B” on impulsion on the final vet check. I am certain she was not tired (not enough to create her to drag) and she did not have a bad attitude, but she sometimes DOES have low impulsion if I go to lead her quickly (trot out). This is something we can improve.
We talked about pushing instead of pulling her, and expecting her to stand when I ask her to, and move when and how I ask her to. She was dragging for Pam early on and we worked on being more clear with my energy and direction- and added a pop with the end of the lead to drive her from behind if she wasn’t moving with enough impulsion with me.
It took her a few times to understand why that lady was swinging the rope behind her, but again- once she got it, she got better. Fast. We went from her lagging behind me to jogging exactly beside me, at exactly my speed and stopping on a dime with me.
How FUN is that!?
Then we worked on standing. I needed to tighten her girth and she would fidget, take a step, try to eat. We put her right back clearly where I’d asked her to stand and in just a few minutes I could walk around her on either side and adjust and tighten and she wouldn’t move a foot.
** a little life lesson reminder for me here. I tend to want to stay in front of her actions and keep her from making the mistake, but you have to let a horse do the wrong thing and immediately correct the choice. You can’t correct something before it happens, and it would do me some good to remember that in life too. Horses don’t live in the past, and they don’t live in the future. They live in the NOW.
I am ok with not living in the past, but I do sometimes find myself living in the future- anticipating things instead of watching them actually play out. Anticipating can be helpful, but sometimes it is a bit like assuming. It is a good reminder to stay more in the present and not always be thinking too far ahead of what is actually going on. With my horse, and in life.
I thought “Wow, I could have such a well trained and mannered horse.”
And then I realized “Wow, I DO have a well trained and mannered horse, it’s that I don’t ask it of her.” It only takes her 3 times to learn anything we teach her, just a few minutes to “get it”.
When we walked her up to rinse her off she began to fidget. She’s not afraid of the water. She’s just fidgeting.
Pam took over and in less than one minute Khaleesi stood still in place (and relaxed, ears forward, not stressed at all) while Pam rinsed her off from every angle. Then she slowly did her upper neck and head to see if she would be ok with washing her face. She was pretty fine with that too.
Next time, together, we are going to tackle the fly spray!
We had gotten to the point I could “ground tie” her and drop the line to go pick up my bridle/saddle and she would wait patiently until I asked her to walk with me.
My mind was turning around (human licking and chewing…) and I thought back to how much ground work we had done early on. She was better then, but she was pretty good right now. I had been ok with pretty good. It wouldn’t be very difficult to go from pretty good to amazing with this horse. I had lowered my expectations for expediency.
She had been ‘pretty good’ for the farrier for her first shoeing, but he told me often it’s the second time that is worse because it’s not a new experience anymore. At our vet checks she stood ‘pretty good’ to get looked at, but she fidgeted a bit…
It would be so much better if she knew I expected her to stand still and in place without moving a leg until I asked her to for all of those professionals that look at her. Yet I can’t expect this on one day and not do it a little bit every other day.
You are either training or untraining a pattern in every interaction with your horse…..
Then we loaded her on the trailer by sending her on instead of me leading her in. It took a minute for her to understand what we were asking- I’ve always “pulled” her slightly onto the trailer. She is a great loader, but until recently I’ve always walked her in. This time we “drove” her instead (gently and easily) and when the light bulb clicked she walked right on in front of us like she’d done it all her life.
What I appreciate most about our visits with Pam is that she is generous with her time to allow Khaleesi to learn at her pace. We take a lot of time when she gets something right to allow her to lick and chew and think and we just rub her and chat and wait.
I would be inclined to say “Ok we got that! What’s next?”
Pam says “Hold on, she’s thinking about what you just did- never interrupt that.”
I feel good about where we’ve been and where we’re going. So we are planning to enter the Big South Fork ride next weekend in TN. It will be another 30 mile ride and we’re going alone to focus on our game. Small steps- small improvements… incremental learning…. another shot.
With everything loaded in we hit the road on Thursday and though my poor truck was loaded down, we made it to Ivanhoe mid-afternoon to set up camp on the New River. It was the first big weekend for my new trailer which is so nice to have! My truck heaved and hoed a little bit on the hills of I-81, but it got us there pulling two horses and all our gear (including aluminum racks piled on top!).
It was really nice to have Kate in camp to help set up the corral and help wrangle the horses- and just to have a buddy… company… is also nice. The camp was along the New River and run by the local fire department. There was a ton of grass and big water troughs nearby with tons of scattered ports-potties as well as (HUGE bonus!) SHOWERS.
It was a pretty big ride with roughly one hundred horses participating each day (a few less on Friday, a few over on Saturday). Base camp is a busy place like a little town with a tack shop, vet stations, registration, ‘mess tent’, even an ice cream stand and people and horses are milling about. Lots of trucks, trailers, dogs barking, horses calling out, kids running around… until 10pm (quiet time) it’s a noisy bustling place.
We got set up and went together to vet-in Faygo who got all A’s on her scorecard. I like having a vet look at my horse more than the once a year or so I have my vaccines and teeth done. They checked her back and the vet asked if I have trouble with her saddle rolling (yes, sometimes)- she said she’s almost “mutton withers” shaped, so kind of flat backed. Her back is healthy, no soreness (YEAH for the Imus saddle!) and she even gave her a body condition of 5 (which is ideal) though I still think she’s closer to a 6 compared to how she looked in peak shape this spring.
We hit the dinner & ride meeting and learned that the trail is marked with very clear signs, arrows, flags and red plates with Xs if you should NOT go that way; you’d pretty much have to be an idiot (I think that was almost verbatim) to mess up this trail. In recent memory they haven’t had anyone get lost.
We had a mellow early night though I never sleep that great when my horses are with me as I wake up at 2am… 3am… 4am…
What was that noise? Did Khaleesi get her hoof stuck in that fence? Oh no, she’s going to pull a shoe before the ride tomorrow… Are they out of water? Did they eat all the hay?
There were no issues however, and all was well in the morning.
Kate and I headed toward the start after 8am (the 30 mile riders went out at 8, the ride & tie start was 8:15). Faygo was a handful – way out of the ordinary- and I was glad I suggested I’d ride first (the opening of the course was flatter and since I’d kind of roped Kate into this, I thought it would be nice to give her the easier run to start… I would do the infamous switchbacks everyone was talking about).
Faygo and Khaleesi were calling to each other and Faygo was determined to go back and get her:
Faygo: She can run along with us, she doesn’t NEED a rider you know! Actually- you guys ride her and let me just come along!
Me: No Way. We are not even discussing this, turn back around we’re going that way in just a minute.
Faygo: She’s gonna be mad. I’m going to tell her it’s your fault. You don’t have to be in that little pen with her all night!
Me: Ok, I know. Aren’t you glad to get a little space from her!? PAY ATTENTION you almost ran that lady over backing up like that!
There were only 6 or 7 teams running the ride & tie. So we all assembled at the starting line, riders and horses milling about waiting for the “go” when back toward us from the course came a galloping riderless horse at full speed. As we watched in horror frozen in place not knowing what that horse would do and which way to go, the front handful of riders at the start began to have their horses start a stampede. In that instant I wondered which way should we go (though also glad not to be on foot if there really was a stampede coming)- Faygo was already a bit wound up and this was NOT GOOD- when a woman jumped out in front stretched out her arms wide and said WHOA! And as that horse barreled right at her she grabbed his reins and he stopped.
Crisis averted… for us at least. The horse had red and green ribbons in his tail (green means “green”, like inexperienced; red means watch out, I could kick you) and I thought (oh- just like Khaleesi tomorrow!).
Thus we began the race – all just a tad more amped up than usual, and the other horses ran out at a canter. I heard myself talking to Kate the night before when we had our ‘strategerie’ meeting.
Kate: Ok, so what’s the plan, we know she likes to go- but keep her to gaiting? And how long should we go between ties? Maybe we should do time instead of mileage?
Me: That’s not a bad idea- just keep her from cantering and she should do ok. She’ll have to walk the big hills, just make her stick to her gaits and she’ll do better. Just don’t let her canter.
Race Day Reality: Right from the start line I was cantering along behind the other R&T horses trying to slow her without fighting and wasting all her energy.
Me (to myself): In an endurance ride I know better than to go with the first group- what was I thinking… just because there are only like 7 horses here- we should have held back and gone our own pace.
Thankfully a short distance in, the rider in front of me asked to pass another rider who seemed to want to hold back a bit. As I then approached her I asked:
Are you trying to slow up a bit?
Yes, actually- you can go by if you want
Nope- I’d love to slow down and get a little control, want to ride together a bit?
That would be great.
That started a new friendship with Faygo & Miles, Kate & Cindy (who had a similar experience with the running crew), and Alison & me. We ended up riding the entire 15 miles buddied up and enjoyed the day!
The trail was beautiful, but basically we ran from the New River up to Iron Mountain, so it was mostly uphill. The grade varied, and there were some beautiful ridge trails that were mostly flat- occasionally a downhill into the vet check (which was our finish line), but poor Faygo did a hard 15 that day.
Sometimes we all walked together up the hills (we’ll say it was for Faygo, but I was grateful not to have to try to keep up running those things! Alison is a good uphill runner!) Sometimes we did get some distance and tie off, but we were never very far from each other. I’m still amazed after trying this sport out that horses and people are not so far off from basic speeds.
Somewhere around mile 11 or 12 we got the idea that we might have taken a wrong turn. The course was like a lollypop shape. The first 9 miles in and out of camp is one trail, then there’s a right turn that takes you into the vet check through the “rangelands” gorgeous cow fields, once you leave the vet check you go up the mountain trail to then meet up with the 9 mile in and out. We knew that the distance was about the same either way, so decided to continue on and deal with it later. When we saw the ride & tie ride manager coming toward us a couple miles out of base camp – she was headed back to camp on the 30 mile trail- we knew we were backward.
She was worried about us but we assured her we’d had a great run, and ended up sticking together- and that we’d all missed the turn. Considering at the ride meeting we were told only a complete idiot could have missed it, we did feel bad. But in our case no true harm was done because we’d still do 15 miles, and still end up at the vet-check finish line. She agreed that it was fine and we went on.
Once at the finish the AERC ride manager was more concerned because they’d been looking for us (there are radio spotters, and we’d of course never gotten to the one between the turn off and the vet check). So they were glad we were fine, but she asked us exasperatedly “Did you not see all the signs by the water trough to turn? How could you miss that?”
We told her we were sorry, and that we can’t say the signs weren’t there, but that indeed we did miss them. Thinking back- not far from that spot was a guy on a little bob-cat tractor pushing dirt around near the trail. Our horses were annoyed but not that bothered (they are used to tractors), but the runners said they tried to let the man know that horses were coming through and he was a bit rude to them and seemed to get more in the way of the trail. We have no way of knowing if these things are connected, but we did find out later that some of the signs HAD been intentionally removed, and that a rumor (that has no specific proof) is that there is a political argument going on internally with a local back country horseman chapter and some of those disgruntled members were the suspect of the ride sabotage.
Thankfully we are not complete idiots, and that turn was leaving the Alleghany Highlands trail down a dirt road that we would never have seen without signs. The following day they had volunteers at the important turns to be sure the signs were not taken down again.
Faygo took about 5 minutes to pulse down at the finish which isn’t terrible for jogging in the last couple of flatter miles, and then the vet-check is up on a hill, so we had to walk up to pulse in. We pulled off her tack and let her get a good drink. She hadn’t eaten much on the trail, and though she was hydrated her gut sounds were minimal. The vet said that isn’t abnormal and that he wasn’t concerned- just make sure she eats and let them know if she doesn’t seem to want to graze (that was not a problem at all). Her back wasn’t sore, but it was a little tight as was her hind. Again- not cause for concern, but just something to note. It was a tough uphill course and it had been a challenge for her. She was tired but not overworked. The 15 was a good distance for her- especially for the elevation we covered.
It was a great thing to do with her, and as I have been focused on making sure Khaleesi was ready for her first 30, Faygo just didn’t get the hard training she’d had in the spring. Now that the weather is cooling down and Khaleesi is in good shape, I will probably put more time into getting her ready to do the LD at the national championship ride. It’s only 25, and we will plan to “turtle” the ride and just finish. I am sure she is capable of that as she did a solid 30 in the spring at the No Frills.
After relaxing a few minutes up at the vet-check, we hitched a ride home in the “ambulance” trailer (it’s there in case horses are pulled and need a ride home). Faygo was looking good and got to ride with her new friend (Miles, Alison’s horse, who is a Rocky Mountain- so they were both gaited and made a great pair).
A few things I learned: 1) “Leaves of three, find another tree!” (don’t tie your horse to a tree covered in poison ivy.. I didn’t do this, but will try to remember the saying in the future, it’s good advice). 2) When/where to tie? Don’t stress too hard about this. It will become obvious at the time. You can practice (I’m glad we did), but in the end you will know the right distances on race day.
Unfortunately Kate had to leave that afternoon. I missed having her there, but don’t mind alone time either. I had plenty to do getting Khaleesi ready for the next day, checked in and vetted as well.
I was slightly concerned about Khaleesi as I hadn’t ridden her since Tuesday night and we were in a strange bustling place with lots of distractions. I wasn’t sure how she would be race day morning, and considering how hot-headed my solid mare had been I wanted to at least ride Khaleesi around camp a few times and be sure I had some control. Also, it couldn’t hurt to make sure my tack was all in place and working before I had to ride out in the morning.
I tacked her up, hopped on and took a walk around camp. The ENTIRE time Khaleesi and Faygo called to each other. By the way, Khaleesi is a SUPER LOUD MOUTH. She will likely be remembered by people as that really loud horse. Not kidding.
As we made one loop around Faygo was pacing and pawing in the corral. I decided to take one more loop- see if they could figure out that they weren’t going to die. It got worse. Khaleesi was ok, a little distracted, but not dangerous, but Faygo was a hot mess. I felt bad for her.
My neighbor said to me “Boy, she hasn’t been happy since you left.” It was Khaleesi I was worried about leaving in camp. But to all accounts, once we left that morning, she just settled in and ate her hay all day. I had visions of Faygo running the corral, pawing and pacing and screaming all day. Then my neighbor continued “Once a very experienced ride told me you should really never consider bringing two horses to a ride. Unless the world is coming to an end.”
That seemed a bit extreme, but I was concerned and felt a little off the rest of the afternoon. I put Khaleesi back- her tack was fine, she was safe to ride, and it wasn’t worth the stress to just ride her around a few loops. I decided to get an ice cream cone and take a walk. This was the self-doubt walk.
What are you doing here? Do you know how much work this takes to get a horse ready to do this? Your life is busy enough- you hardly have time to think straight lately with your actual work, keeping your family responsibilities together around the house, and then devoting all this time to your riding- to keep two horses fit to participate. And now you tried to juggle it all, and the horse you want to be able to include- because she’s your first love, is stressed out and going to have a breakdown tomorrow when you leave her with your new horse that you are having so much fun with. Do you think that’s fair to her? How selfish are you? And here you are alone- overwhelmed with two horses in camp who need attention and your big day is tomorrow and you just feeling like packing up the trailer and going home…
I didn’t pack up the trailer to go home. Completely out of cell service and not able to call mom or even my husband for a pep-talk or just to talk to someone, I walked along the highlands trail above camp a bit and tried to ask myself why I felt so defeated. We’d had a good day. Faygo was sound and had a good ride, we’d made new friends… I still don’t know really why I had such a crash there, but I put my mind to working around camp. First I took a shower (that helped a lot), then organizing my ride/crew stuff for the next day, and made a plan for Faygo. She was going to have to be ok. I also said a little prayer for her- that she wouldn’t be so stressed out. After all, God loves her as one of his creatures- I suggested maybe he could give her a little comfort while we were gone.
I decided that I would take down the corral the next morning and give her a smaller enclosure connected to the trailer (for added security) with hay and water so at least she couldn’t get too much pacing, running, or hopefully trying to jump out/escape. If I knew her, she might fret a bit, but after we were out of earshot, I knew deep down she was settle down.
Exhausted, I called it an early night. My new digs are a nice improvement over my first event weekend in the old rusty trailer. My hammock is comfortable and knowing the horses made it through the previous night with no drama, I slept a little better. I also set my alarm earlier because I always seem to run short on time, and the next morning I also had to take down and re-set my corral… alone… before riding out.
The moon was beautiful. The horses were content. It was going to be ok.
Officially I am on vacation in Southern Oregon and haven’t seen my horses in days, but this post woke me up before light this morning asking to be written.
I did a little more riding at the end of last week I hadn’t written about, but also some horse world intersecting with real life ideas have been mulling around in my head needing some written space to get worked out. So after tossing and turning in the wee morning, I gave in and got up to write it.
I always love visitors and was excited that my first endurance riding friend came to visit. Pascale was my neighbor at the no frills in April and helped me along through my first ride weekend. We’ve kept in touch and she came out and helped me get my girls ridden for a couple days over the weekend.
She arrived early evening and we headed to the barn after a heavy but short rain and took a misty evening ride. The fog sitting on the mountainsides were pretty and she got to know Faygo a bit.
Due to epic boot failure, I had to get up early before our Sunday ride and see if I could get the hoof glue shim removed from my old “back” easy boots. The old back boots are the same size as the current fronts, and after losing 2 fronts on the Alleghany Trail ride, I needed the old back to become a front for the day. My farrier wasn’t sure if the shim would stay in place long term, but it certainly did! In fact I had to get help from Tim with his dremel tool to get the custom shims out. It took some effort, but we did get them out so that previously back boot would fit her front foot for this – last before the farrier comes to shoe her – ride.
The next day the girls headed out to Hidden Valley and took one of my favorite rides along the Jackson River. We had beautiful weather and the terrain is easy and not many mountains to climb so we were able to move out at a good clip for a group of five. We did 13-15 miles in about 3 hours.
It’s one of the nicest rides in our area so I’ll post some pictures.
Meanwhile my husband and I had a conversation about communication. I’ve been mulling this over.
The conversation began about a very specific situation that in his opinion was an example of our poor communication. While I agree we don’t always seem to speak the same language, I went over the same example step by step and thought it represented pretty clear communication (at least from my perspective).
We seemed to agree that it would be good for us to improve our communication, but without any clear plan to do so. I tend to be a step by step problem solver and the vagueness of both the problem and the solution is vexing to me.
One principle I hold fast is that no matter what the problem is, any possible solution must include variables I have some control over. In real life this is a very small set. I have no control over other people’s actions or feelings, the environment (weather, social norms, economy, politics, this list is very long), and I have only partial control over myself- I generally can’t control my feelings (though I have tried!), my actions and reactions are about all I can at least get some control over (on a good day).
How can communication between humans who even speak the same basic language (English in this case) be so complicated? What can I do about it?
I began wondering if verbal language could actually be the enemy.
I try to be straightforward and I like to rely on verbalization. Words. Of course that’s not completely true. We all look at other forms of communication even if subconsciously. Words might even be the least reliable layer of communication for anything except basic data (What does that apple weigh?). Tone is the next layer that usually tells us more information than the words themselves. In fact- tone came into play in our communication discussion. One obvious example is irritation.
When I get a response filled with irritation all around the words- I have much more information than the words themselves gave me.
What about other layers? What about non-verbal body language? What about eyes? posture? movements? These layers are more subtle- but do they tell us more than the other layers if you tune into them? But what are they saying?
These layers are more intimidating to me because they may be more reliable- but there isn’t an answer key. You can get these wrong. How do you find out the answers and get better at understanding these layers reliably? Could these layers be different for different people? Where do we go from understanding non-verbal communication and into “mind reading” (which is too far in my opinion to go). Why can’t people just say what they mean to say and be honest in their words about what they want, expect and feel? That would be so much easier for me.
How on earth am I supposed to learn what these other layers mean- and what am I supposed to do with the information if I did know!?
Isn’t this what I expect to do with my horses? Learn their language through nonverbal communication?
This is kind of a big maybe right now in my mind.
Maybe I am capable of trying to observe and learn more about my human communications by paying more attention than I currently do to the nonverbal communication layers.
Maybe it’s a cop-out to say to myself that if someone doesn’t tell me verbally then I am not responsible for the information.
Yes- I believe that it is annoying and less efficient to have to deal with this, but if I return to the fact that I can’t change the way other people function- and most people (even me…?!) function in this way- I am left with ignoring it to my peril, or trying to work within it as a reality of life.
This is where I am today. The concept finally crossing over that if I can learn to communicate with horses in their nonverbal language maybe I can improve my human communications too. Maybe that would help my husband-wife communication.
Friday the “gang” did 24 miles on section 2 of the Alleghany Trail from Durbin to Cass/Dunmore. Except for the few grassy ridge trail sections it was muddy, mountainous, rocky and rough. The excessive rain this year not only created deep mud sucks in the valleys and stream beds, but also encouraged wash outs and some downed trees that posed detours and obstacles.
That sounds treacherous but considering it was 24 miles and about 8 hours of riding, just a handful of downs and mud-sucks or washed out creek banks we had to slide down into wasn’t terrible and much of it was beautiful along the way. I was glad to do it on a horse though and not on my own two feet!
The first few hours were the worst in terms of footing and mountain climbing. This was the ride that could truly test the boot system. I thought hard about my boot grade for the day. I’ve been torn.
Boot grade is either D or F.
Case for D: It was super tough terrain for any hoof-wear. We walked through the crappiest muddy mountain trails that were a bit too worn out and churned up. We lost our first rear boot (the white foot) within 30 minutes of starting and I took Khaleesi back down the mountain to get it. That was actually pretty cool because no horse wants to leave the herd to go back down the mountain, but though she questioned me, she went, and calmly as well. I need to know I can have her with other horses, or pull her away too. But aside from that silver lining, I put the muddy boot back on, and it was off again within the hour. Now the boots are muddy and I’m a mess trying to get them back on. One more time and the third time it began to twist we got into some soft trail with no rocks and I just left the boot off for a while.
Then a while of only 3 boots and not a problem with the rest until we got to a washed out creek bank that had deep “quicksand” to cross and when we got through that (as quickly as possible) I looked down to see a front clean gone. We did not go back for it. It was deep in the muck somewhere and I was “DONE” with stopping for them. We were now only 2 out of 4 boots on. I brought a spare but wasn’t ready to put it on yet.
Once the footing began to get rockier I did hop off again and put on the front spare. And at one of the water crossings we stopped to drink I jumped down and washed the back boot and put it on again. I had a good few hours with all 4 boots working fine. The terrain was dryer now and rocky has never been a big issue, I think it’s the muddy sloppy footing where she sometimes will twist her rear feet as she goes, the combination of the sucking mud, the slipping, twisting foot and a narrow back hoof and she just comes clean out of them at times.
With about 7 miles to go I looked down to see her front boot bottom gone and the heel captivator just loosely velcroed around her pastern. I jumped down- again- to take it off as it would get annoying when it moved around on her leg. That was it now- no more spare on the trail, we had lost an entire boot and a boot bottom. Luckily the trail wasn’t terrible and about half way to the trailer I switched off the front boot so that she didn’t only wear out the one side. The footing wasn’t so bad and I do not believe she’ll be lame from it- but I’m sure those feet got some wear and chips. Especially since this wet year none of the hooves are as hard as usual.
Ironically I rode into camp with both back boots on just fine, and two fronts gone (thankfully I’d brought a spare). If you look at the averages, they worked about 80% of the time really well… but…
Case for F: Ironically I rode into camp with both back boots on just fine, and two fronts gone. That is a failure of hoof protection.
Another case for F is that the first half of the ride was not care-free and I was way too distracted by concern over the boots to ride my horse well. I had to get off and deal with them way too many times. Once is acceptable to me- maybe twice on a ride that long, but I lost track the amount of times I had to get up and down or go back to find a boot. It was annoying on a long pleasure ride- to me and those with me, but on an endurance ride, we just do not have time to be screwing around like that.
Finally, the potential of her tearing up her feet or going lame, hoof bruise, abscess at the end of the ride because the boots did not stay on is worse than using metal shoes- in my opinion. The end of the ride was less stressful for me than the beginning – the footing wasn’t great but wasn’t terrible either. Yet I don’t want our riding to end up as constant concern for her feet.
Certainly this trail was the worst possible riding, but I need to know that if I boot- they will work in the worst conditions- because that’s when you need hoof protection the most. I can’t assume that any AERC ride we do will not be exactly like that.
I am a little sad to say that I called my farrier last night and left a “help me” message. Not a ‘drop everything and get over here‘ help me of course- I have way more respect for my farrier’s busy schedule and his time, but a “can you give me a call because I need some advice and to know what you recommend- and what you can do for me” message.
My concern is making a change so late in the season. I originally thought I wouldn’t do that, but I hadn’t had a boot failure of that epic proportion yet and getting off twice in a ride to fix a boot wasn’t enough to give up. In fact, our last 17 mile ride gave them an A- and I thought we’d finally got them figured out. They even stayed on through cantering. As I look forward through through the next couple months, I have a WV ride in a couple weeks, then possibly a TN ride in September if I can make my schedule work, then I’ll be doing LD 25 on the OD course which is known for it’s tough footing in October. I think the time is now to re-group.
I’m disappointed because if boots would just stay on reliably- I prefer them. Not just because it’s nice to avoid keeping metal shoes on their live hooves, but because I think they are better on slippery rocks, pavement (though I don’t like pavement, we do end up on it occasionally) and even really rocky sections of trail because they protect the bottom of the hoof better than a metal shoe and have an easier impact on their legs for long miles. I also really like the renegades as a boot- I like the design, I like how easy they are to clean and use, and I like how tough the materials are. I will absolutely keep using them as spares, and through off-season.
One big downside… while putting on a back boot at the trailer Khaleesi took a bit wet poop – while it cleared me easily to land on the ground, my favorite SPF sun shirt got splattered with the poop and after a wash right when I got home, the stains did not come out. 😦 it appears my bright orange shirt now has a spotted design up one arm.
Aside from the boots, it was a good ride. Really nice group of riding women and though in every group you have faster and slower horses/riders, this one has at least a smaller gap between them. We even went through the town of Cass, right on the highway past the trail station. Lots to see there and she was good in traffic!
Khaleesi is getting a lot of work right now and she is handling it well. We trotted the last few miles (finally on the Greenbrier river trail it was flat and easy footing!) and she still had the energy to give me a nice medium trot even after about 18 miles of mountain climbing.
I have been giving her days off in between our rides this week – but I know it’s a lot of workload in short time periods. Hopefully she’ll enjoy her 10 day spa vacation to relax before the big week!
But not yet… Pascale is coming to visit and we’ll be riding the weekend- though I plan to give the K a day off today!