by Verdana » Sun Jan 22, 2012 3:12 am
Good luck, Hano!
Whew. What a day! Rode in three lessons today. The first one was lovely. I was on Caprice, and my instructor's husband was teaching it. Caprice was really fresh and yanked on my hands like anything, but she worked well and he praised me at the end, which was really cool since he's the sort of person who only compliments you when you really deserve it. So, that was nice.
Then, there's this ADORABLE little filly! Her mom's really chilled, so you can go in and play with her if you're not an idiot. She's really friendly, and I spent a good half hour having my hands licked, my shirt chewed and, at one point, trying to keep her off when she decided to play with me and reared. She's like the size of a large dog, though, so it wasn't hard.
I had a new kid today. She is adorable! She giggles whenever you trot, which makes a nice change from the scared-stiff newbie. I needed to make up a lesson, so my instructor casually asked if I could ride April. I should have been suspicious at this point, since usually it's not a question. But, of course, I was gung-ho and thought, 'Oh, I know April! It'll be great!'
It wasn't.
Nobody's ridden her in six weeks. She's about five, and in the time between the holidays and now, she's discovered something: Humans can be scared of her. And she was using that today. First I got onto her. She promptly leapt into the air. Her martingale got caught on her stopper, she had a heart attack and almost slammed both of us into a wall. At this point, my instructor told me to go and lunge her. So I did. For about ten minutes. She seemed to have settled, so I got back onto her.
She hadn't settled.
I got on fine, but then steered her towards the gate. She went nuts. Rearing and whirling and leaping. I have never had a reaction like that in. My. Life. I thought it was some red tape, but even with someone leading her, she was manic. So, I had to get on in the arena instead. I did, but she wasn't done. She leapt into the air repeatedly, rearing, bucking and completely hysterical. I just sat there. It was surprisingly easy to sit the rears and leaps. The bucking I've never liked, but I didn't fall off. She settled, right up until my instructor decided to try her at a canter. More madness. Eventually, I decided that I didn't want to die or kill the kids in the lesson, so the cantering ceased.
Rode her again later at the trot, and she was fine. Only one leap, and it was half-hearted. Didn't try a canter, though. I'd rather not be the first person to fall of for the year.
My butt's killing me.
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