Third Ride

No I haven't abandoned this blog just yet, just been very busy with getting ready for a camping/trail ride trip to really update at the moment.

So far I've put three arena rides on Wyatt.  I say arena rides since they're not true rides, we're still on the lunge line, but I have a feeling next ride we'll be unsnapping.  He's responding better to flexing, his whoa needs a touch more work, but he's moving more forward with less coaxing.  He backs up very well though.

Now yesterday we did have a little bit of an argument, the first one - not too big though - there was a weanling in a stall outside of the arena and he was paying more attention to him than to what he was being asked, but he got over it once he realized I wasn't taking his shit while up on him (He's 16 HH and growing for Christ sakes! lol). 

No pictures this time as there are no free hands to take any pictures.  But I do have a few shots from when my Aunt took pictures of us a few days before. 

 

~Sparehearts~

First Time On

Last week I decided I wanted to get up on him, so with help, got him ready. 

First "ride" was successful and started to work more on flexing.  Sadly got no pictures of the afternoon, except for one of him all tacked and ready to go.

 

 

 

~Sparehearts~

Tarps, Fold Up Chairs and Culverts

Last week, the day after I bought Wyatt, I started to work groundwork with him.  I set up a tarp, a culvert and a spot for a chair.  I then proceeded to work him with the chair first, seeing as it would be the scariest item.  All I did was bring him up to the chair and proceed to bang it open and closed loudly.  Not even phased. 

Next I took him to the tarp where I worked patiently to get him to stand solidly on the blue plastic monster.  It didn't phase him, but he did give me a look of "Do I really have to do this?". 

 

Of course he finally understood I wanted him to stand on the tarp after playing a little ring around the rosie (I'd said the only way you can come to me is to go over the tarp).

 

 

Next I brought him to the culvert, let's just say he didn't really understand why he had to...

 

I did end up getting someone to help me the next day with this and he's going over the culvert now. 


~Sparehearts~





Finding a Gem

If you've read any of my other blogs, you can see that I have quite a time on updating and blogging after a while.  I can't make promises that this blog will be updated on a timely basis, but I will try. 

This blog is for my newest addition, a boy for the first time since my first try at owning a gelding.  His name is Wyatt, a brown paint gelding whom I hope to register as Diamond in the Rough. 

So maybe I should really explain everything in better detail then just posting his mugshot.  About two months ago I sold my black and white filly, Azula.  I will admit she was starting to become too much temperament for me and  was enjoying working with my more level headed Chloe and Magik (Previously named Impa).  So I made the decision to sell my two year old paint to someone who would enjoy her much more than I could.  I made the right choice, one I would never have made years ago in my younger years. 

As I was saying, I'd sold Azula and was spending more time with my oldest mare, Rosie.  Chloe wasn't yet ready to start riding on the trails because of her still small stature, and Magik is only a yearling and won't be ready for another year or two.  I'd wanted to breed Rosie, but I slowly realized I may not get something I would enjoy training in the long run.  I'd started to look online at project horses for sale, something I could start training to ride now, then flip it and sell it for more in the end. 

One day I went to the barn for a ride when I saw two new horses, which isn't unusual.  I'd thought they were boarders, but found out they were for sale.  I went and saw the biggest first because he had the most unusual markings i'd seen on a paint before.

I found I'd liked his 'energy', it was calm and enjoyable to be around.  I go and talk to the owner and find out they're both not broke and they said to go see the other one.  I went into the other one's pen and found I didn't really care for the high strung energy I was getting off him and didn't even spend much time with him. 

Long story short, I was given a choice and I picked Wyatt. 

So far, I've done groundwork with him and I've started to ride him now.  He's 3-4 years old and approx. 16 hands and still growing. 

When one door closes, another door opens...

 

Azula is gone, but in a better home now.  Wyatt is the new door opening for me.  I know I still have Chloe and Magik to train, but neither are ready and Wyatt is ready now. 

 

 

 

~Sparehearts~