With my trailer fixed, I was on the road again for that Monday, now Wednesday, trail ride.
I had my new trail halter from Knotty Girlz.
It fit nicely under his bridle.
When we arrived, my trainer was there with another student. I was able to say hello and get some before-ride tips. Tweed was relaxed (no need for ground work) so she suggested I do some basic collection work in saddle.
As I was at the mounting block I saw this creepy skeleton hanging on the arena. I was like, is this some kind of voodoo stuff? Yikes. Probably a kid’s toy.
Anyway, we warmed up and then went out to say hi to friends and get Tweed used to new horses. They are part of the mounted patrol. One of them is a close friend, part of my cowgirl group, and she offered to go out with us.
I was like, sure! And off we went.
As usual, Tumbleweed is very confident leading and he keeps up a good trail pace. My friend said she was very surprised it was only his 3rd trail ride this season.
He balked once, and it was at this stump. (Remember his aversion to freaky stumps?)
I asked her to lead past it. And then we switched back again.
I took him down a steeper hill that had loose rock to test out the new working length rein and long, straight legs. My friend said that she finds her leg position by lifting her feet from the stirrups and letting her body balance naturally. That worked for me, too.
Tweed did great, but he is still getting the feel for rocking back and letting that hind end dig in. It will take more practice, but so much better than before.
Another great ride under our belt and more technical work this time. I’ll just keep building his confidence a little at a time.
Oh, I almost forgot we came across riders on the trail and he did well with them.
They had a little mare in the group who stopped in front of Tweed and refused to go forward. I told you he’s the Mare Whisperer. Her rider finally kicked her into gear.
I am so proud of Tumbleweed. He constantly checks in with me and he has such wonderful trail manners with other horses. He doesn’t freak out or speed up going home. He’s steady Eddie. I just couldn’t be happier to see how he has matured.
I should add that for Tumbleweed, not leading is a sort of negative. He prefers to lead, and after that stump he passes several more and didn’t protest or pay attention.
ReplyDeleteNice to get out for a trail ride with a friend. You did solid work with Tumbleweed and will now ride the benefits. More happy trails coming your way!
ReplyDeleteThank you. I was certainly blessed to have my friend join me. She had already been out on a ride, so it was her second. Her poor horse looked like, what the heck? I thought we were done. I joked that I had a police escort since she Mounted Patrol. Doesn’t get better than that.
DeleteI love this for you both! Having a good trail mount is the best feeling in the world.
ReplyDeleteWe’re on our way! It’s that fun part of having confidence you can handle what comes and also seeing the world through new eyes and exposing him to totally new things. Everything feels like a big accomplishment. It’s fun.
DeleteGood boy, Tweed! It's awesome that he's learning to use his body down hills like that!
ReplyDeleteYes! It is a big deal for him to learn how to balance down steep, loose hills. That feeling of sitting back and even sliding a bit—it’s a lot for Tweed to learn. Bravo Tumbleweed!
DeleteWhat a wonderful feeling it must be for you to have this partnership.
ReplyDeleteIt’s a lot of fun. Nice to be on the trails again.
DeleteAh that does my heart good!
ReplyDeleteOf course the mares want to visit him, he is after all, a Mr. Handsome in his own right!
Yes, and he gives off some vibe. I don’t know what it is, because I see zero interest in him to the mares. Maybe they like hard to get types. He lives in a mare herd, and I think he’s happy to get away from them. When that mare stopped he didn’t show any visible signs of interest. She, on the other hand, made her choice clear.
DeleteMy friend’s mare, last week, reared up, pulled the reins out of her hands and went hauling across the park to get to him.
This is a new phenomenon to me because mares had zero interest in Cowboy.