RH Winter II – More highs, more lows

This weekend, Monte and I set out to redeem ourselves while Alloy and I hoped to have a nice move up to Training from Novice.  And, well, it all worked out in the end. I finally started posting in my dressage tests with Monte along with going for a lower level frame, and it paid off […]

committing is not always a harmonious endeavor

Justin came to me to get fixed before he was ever successfully started.  Supposedly, he turned into a bucking, grunting bronco the moment anyone straddled his back.  I took my time with him, leaning on him, laying over him, having my farrier who would be able to keep me safe if Justin tried anything lead […]

RH Winter I -Highs & Lows

This weekend, I competed Monte at Training and Alloy at Novice, and I came in with high expectations.  My “high” expectations are relative, not unrealistic: I wanted Monte to knock out one of my qualifying rides toward Prelim – under 50% dressage, no more than 16 faults stadium and no runouts/refusals xc.  My main goal […]

pressure

A little over a year ago,  a friend “loaned” me her Grand Prix stallion for one show – so I could attempt to get a score at PSG for my Silver.  The friend, Gigha Steinman, deemed it “PSG Bootcamp.” “He’ll have to stay here,” she added when she pitched the idea.  “And, you’ll only be […]

the right tack

It’s both frustrating and enlightening how big a difference a saddle can make in the way your horse goes.  The first dressage saddle I bought was a PA Spirig, and well, it served the purpose even if it did put me in a horrible chair seat.  One saddle-fitter said it fit Monte ok, the other […]

A Rant on Mares – a good one

You can’t judge a good book by its cover. The same goes for horses, especially when considering gender. A woman e-mailed me the other day about two mares I have for sale. “I’m an advanced beginner and want something to build my confidence,” she wrote. “Would either of these horses work for me?” Either would […]

The Right Track

I live on a farm in central Florida, an hour to an hour-and-a-half from Ocala, which means I haul to a lesson or competition, then immediately come home. I don’t rub elbows with a lot of other trainers, and I consider myself a minnow when referring to small fish. I ride primarily alone, lesson infrequently […]