Wednesday, June 11, 2014

First Cross Country Clinic: The Addiction Grows

Giraffe is good at this.
So, what is the next best thing to competing in an event derby? Why doing a cross country clinic of course! Bacon, nor myself, have never had an official jump lesson. And the sprinklerbandit and Linds told me not to tell our clinician that, so I wouldn't be stuck doing ground poles. And I was cool with that.

Spider giraffe warms up.
Our clinic was at the same place where our event derby from the previous weekend had taken place. Bacon came off of the trailer quite a bit calmer, but was still posing dramatically as a giraffe. So many things for her to look at! They grazed, I tried to calm myself, and soon we tacked up.
Good learners stay hydrated.
Warming up, I got a little worried about how our ride was going to go. Bacon was in racehorse mode and trying to pull my arms out of their little arm holes. She wasn't bending nicely, she was tense, she was uneven, I was thinking about pooping my pants. She relaxed a little bit, and then the clinician came over and asked to see our horses canter around. We basically began to enter full on race mode. He called us back over and asked about our horses. And then it was onto some ground pole work.
Ground poles? Ok mom!
It was Bacon's first time with ground poles. And I thought she did pretty well. She didn't run through them, or try to leap them or avoid them. We worked on straightness and calmness coming towards the poles, maintaining our rhythm to, through, and out. We were a bit messy at first, but we worked on my position and relaxing, and it soon went well. First homework to work on.
I'll even throw in some hock action.
Second was jumping a small log. Same concept, working through a nice rhythm towards the jump, and keeping her straight and forward after. He wanted me to stop her at a walk before the jump to let her look at it. I was interested to see what her reaction would be, because the most solid thing she has jumped was a blue barrel. She didn't even bother looking. So we went to jump, and over she went. And again. And again. Yay pony! She also had to learn how to stand and wait for others in our group to go too.
Ears up. Happy horse.
I just don't bend at the hips. Ever.
Next was the next pasture over with more jumps and bigger logs. Same thing, different jumps. Same results out of my horse. I felt great. Not because of my position, which seemed to be the main thing holding us back, but because it felt like my horse might jump whatever I pointed her towards. I was so proud of the Bacon. The clinician seemed to like her too, and asked about her bloodlines. Which ran right out of my head as soon as he asked. Our future as noob eventers seems promising though. And all I want to do is MORE.
We just lope over the pile of logs. That's what spider giraffes do.

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Monday, June 2, 2014

Derby Truimph

Oh crap.
I was the most nervous I had ever been for a show. Even more nervous than my first show with Vegas. All we had to do was pull into the driveway of the facility and I squealed like a pig as my whole body went numb. And my fellow horse girls laughed. Who gets nervous for a cross rail class? This girl, apparently.
Yep. We are doomed.
I don't think Bacon's body went numb, but damn, her eyes were sure bugging out as she took in her surroundings. There were horses. And trailers. And people. And more horses. And grass. And things. OTTB mind EXPLOSION. Poor girl.
An excited pony.

An excited pony listening to her momma.
We had about 40 minutes until our dressage test, so I quickly saddled the beast and hopped on. Warm up was out in the cross country field section, so she eyeballed the crap out of everything. I tried to keep her moving and trying to get her to bend and realize that she had a human on her back. I started to get some consistent contact from her and I calmed down a little bit. Then I heard them call my name. And almost pooped my pants. Off I went to check in, and warm up in the arena area. Lindsey calmed me down, and then it became our turn.
I don't know crap about this dressage business.
I smiled at the judge, at told her I was terrified. She smiled and told me not to worry. At least she wasn't frigid and evil. Bacon and I entered at the working trot ever so crookedly, and I saluted. Game on. It was a simple walk trot test, but it was our first. And Bacon listened to me and did everything I tensely asked. We even had a slight free walk. And then we were done. It was awesome.
Annnnd done! With a 42.50.
Horse got tied to the trailer so we could watch our awesome friends go. And awesome friends did awesome.
Lindsey the leader!
Cross country time had us a little more excited and me more worried. Bacon was on tilt with all of the horses going around her and all the jumping in warm up. Lindsey gave us a few tips, and before I knew it, it was our turn. Off we went cautiously to a tiny downhill cross rail. Bacon was so busy looking at everything else that she almost didn't notice the jump coming up in front of her. I kissed and kicked and over she went.
First tiny cross rail!

Just cantering through.

Hooray!

The worst this girl did was look at everything. I was getting more and more comfortable with every jump. And she rocked it. We completed our ten jumps with no faults, and a nice big smile on my face. And a sixth place ribbon. Yay pony!
The best OTTBs there!

And now I am addicted.
Ribbons!

Sunday, May 18, 2014

So You Want To See More?

Here are some more engagement photos! I hope you enjoy them as much as I do! All taken by the wonderful Jean Mazac at Double Take Photography.