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March 23, 2017 Posted by Melinda Newton
Not going to lie, riding the 18 year-old in endless circles around the parking lot was not how I envisioned my first day of spring ride.
Epic spring rains followed by epic sunny skies made for a muddy horse that was perfect for a bareback jaunt in the blooming orchards.
That picture is as close as I got to the lovely blossoms.
Passively refusing to sidle up to the mounting block. Sticking going forward despite kicking heels. Spooking at non-existent monsters between trailers, violent spooking at 3 bikes riding down the deserted road. Leaning and hollowing and not walking in straight lines, offering a 1 mph walk or a bolty trot.
Circles and more circles. Yielding to leg pressure. Yielding to the bit. Nope, not taking gait or speed preferences at this time from the pony. That’s a bird. That’s a glint of sunshine. THAT my dear is a leaf.
20 minutes later I had a rideable horse and I was out of riding time...
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