Sunday, November 25, 2012
Monday, November 5, 2012
If a tree falls in the woods. . .
Great weekend! Saturday we rode all over exploring new territory with possibilities for new trails. The boys have been a little bored lately since we haven't really gone anywhere new; so we have been giving them something to think about. Mr. Calm-Cool-and-Collected (aka Ziggy) showed that although outwardly he is unbothered, inwardly he is a nervous wreck so he poops like mad when asked to do new things. Jupes acts like he doesn't care, but although he has to trot and be in front of everyone on the road, when we go off into the brush, he would just as soon follow Zigs as lead himself. Then there's Buster; he got to go both days again and that's what makes him happy. He will do anything; he just wants to be there.
Sunday was another first for all three boys (and me). We were going along the trail east of the bottom meadow when we heard a sound all mountain girls recognize: a tree falling. Instantly we all stopped to look for it and ensure we were safe. I had just said, "There it is," and pointed when I was suddenly galloping the opposite direction! Buster was right on our tail! I got Jupes stopped and turned in the path and I think that's stopped Buster. When we looked back up the trail, Lynn and Ziggy were still standing there--"like a rock," Lynn said. Ziggy froze and watched it fall. (We were all safe--it was to our left and falling parallel and approximately 20 yards from us and not big enough to knock down another one that might come our way.) So while the other two went into "flight" mode, Ziggy calmly watched the show. Lynn said she didn't think she could have moved him if she wanted to! The rest of the ride was uneventful, but the dogs stayed close by--especially Haylee who usually rips around. I think it shook her up a little.
Coming out, we have been loping a little up the meadow so I can work on my seat and comfort with going faster (I'm a chicken.). Jupes and I didn't lope a lot, but he did trot at a much faster speed and when Zigs stretched out his long lope, Jupiter kicked it up higher, too. I think Buster was moving right along, too, as I could hear him breathing, but they stayed behind us and I can't pay attention to anything but what I doing so I stay on! (:
Once again after a weekend of riding, I am smiling and thinking about how lucky I am that I have Jupiter and such good friends. This coming week is full of travel and odd assortments of assignments I have to complete and it will all go smoother since I am relaxed and happy (although bruised and battered a little!).
Next week is Shirley's 81st birthday and we hope to celebrate ahorseback!
PS I thought I share a silly thing: Jupiter has gone pee 5x in 6 rides. I guess he either figured out how to balance both of us, got over his shyness & modesty, or just decided he had to go! Anyway, he doesn't make a big deal of it; in fact, I barely notice he's shifted. It's almost like we are just stopped to let the horse in front of us have a little room, and suddenly, I hear it splashing! He's growing up. (:
Sunday was another first for all three boys (and me). We were going along the trail east of the bottom meadow when we heard a sound all mountain girls recognize: a tree falling. Instantly we all stopped to look for it and ensure we were safe. I had just said, "There it is," and pointed when I was suddenly galloping the opposite direction! Buster was right on our tail! I got Jupes stopped and turned in the path and I think that's stopped Buster. When we looked back up the trail, Lynn and Ziggy were still standing there--"like a rock," Lynn said. Ziggy froze and watched it fall. (We were all safe--it was to our left and falling parallel and approximately 20 yards from us and not big enough to knock down another one that might come our way.) So while the other two went into "flight" mode, Ziggy calmly watched the show. Lynn said she didn't think she could have moved him if she wanted to! The rest of the ride was uneventful, but the dogs stayed close by--especially Haylee who usually rips around. I think it shook her up a little.
Coming out, we have been loping a little up the meadow so I can work on my seat and comfort with going faster (I'm a chicken.). Jupes and I didn't lope a lot, but he did trot at a much faster speed and when Zigs stretched out his long lope, Jupiter kicked it up higher, too. I think Buster was moving right along, too, as I could hear him breathing, but they stayed behind us and I can't pay attention to anything but what I doing so I stay on! (:
Once again after a weekend of riding, I am smiling and thinking about how lucky I am that I have Jupiter and such good friends. This coming week is full of travel and odd assortments of assignments I have to complete and it will all go smoother since I am relaxed and happy (although bruised and battered a little!).
Next week is Shirley's 81st birthday and we hope to celebrate ahorseback!
PS I thought I share a silly thing: Jupiter has gone pee 5x in 6 rides. I guess he either figured out how to balance both of us, got over his shyness & modesty, or just decided he had to go! Anyway, he doesn't make a big deal of it; in fact, I barely notice he's shifted. It's almost like we are just stopped to let the horse in front of us have a little room, and suddenly, I hear it splashing! He's growing up. (:
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