Still on the Hunt – 2012

December 26, 2012

This past Sunday I tried another pony.  Buddy, a 13.1h, 10year old grullo paint gelding.  It was about a 2 1/2 hour drive, through pretty small town Virginia, and I arrived timely and hopeful.

Buddy was just being brought in from the field and tied up.  I immediately approved of his size.  Truly 13.1 with a thick build, Buddy fit my criteria.  His owner was extremely friendly, and I enjoyed talking to her about his past and reason for selling.  I feel like she was very honest, and told me that Buddy had originally come through the Amish, but had been used as a hunter lesson and show pony for the past two years, but is very adverse to jumping.  His teeth checked out, and he politely picked up his feet and stood placidly to be brushed and tacked.

His owner hopped on first, and put Buddy through his paces for me.  I noticed straight away that Buddy was very slow and plodding, typical of a lesson pony.  He took a few funny steps at the trot, but I am unsure if he was preparing to pick up a canter or stepped on something.  When he jogged out he looked just fine.

I climbed on Buddy, who stood nicely for mounting.  He plodded along with me as well.   He politely picked up a walk, trot and canter, on nothing other than voice command, and pulled up with the slightest signal, but each gate was performed at the slowest possible speed.  I asked Buddy to move out, and he did, reluctantly.  It was a contradiction of his usual riding requirements, and he did step out slightly, he did so very unhappily.

I brought along some games equipment, and trotted and cantered through flag movements with ease.  I also picked and placed a ball off of and onto a cone with perfect success.

I discussed my concern of his lack of speed with his owner and she offered for me to ride around some barrels outside of the riding ring.  So I gave it a try.  Buddy cantered a barrel turn with ease and experience, and I decided to push for more.  So coming out of another barrel turn I gave Buddy a big kick, landing on the flank.  He let out a few big bucks, nearly unseating me.  I lost both irons, and grabbed mane.  He zagged a few times and then took off, around the outside of the ring toward a small herd of field mates.  Once I had my seat back, I pulled up, and Buddy instantly put on the breaks and dropped back to a plodding walk.

I decided to think about it for a day or two.  I asked myself, could he be ready to compete by spring.  Yes.  Do I see him as the pony I want?  No.  Essentially it was his attitude that turned me off.  He did what was asked of him, but he was not happy to do it.  He did not show that heart I am looking for.  I don’t want a pony that will play games or be ridden because he has to.  I want a pony that *wants* to be ridden.

So the hunt continues.  ho hum.

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Milli – Pony on Trial – 2012

December 10, 2012

Milli at a jumper show last summer.

Milli at a jumper show last summer.

This Sunday I hooked up the trailer (on loan from my teammate Kim.  Which is a story for another blog post in the semi-near future)and headed out onto the road at 7:30.  I drove a little over an hour to Winchester, where I met up with my teammate Kim.  She hopped in and we kept going up I-81, out of Virginia, through West Virginia and Maryland and into Pennsylvania where we picked up Lindsey and continued on our way.

Time behind the wheel goes SO much faster with friends.  We had a great time being silly and joking together.  I am so glad they both agreed to coming along with the ride.

We arrived right on time, at a really lovely hunter barn to meet Andrea, and try out her Haflinger named Milli.

Milli is a 13.2h thicker than thick, 12yo mare, with the traditional Haflinger look.  Blond, adorable and wide.  She was led up with her flowing long mane, and full blond tail.  All three of us said “awww, she’s cute” in near unison.

Kim giving her a try

Kim giving her a try

She stood quietly while we undressed, brushed and tacked her up, all while discussing her demeanor.  Which is lovely.  She was happy to stand with the lead rope hanging to the ground, and getting all the attention she could.  We learned that Milli is registered with the name Millennium something or other (can’t remember what), she came through New Holland auction to her previous owner and was a decided to be a little too forward for the beginner driver.  She loves to jump, and gallop and has a piece of her tongue hanging off, where she bit it years past.  She showed us several times while asking for treats.  She is too strong and forward for kids, or beginner riders, but loads, clips, and is UTD on shots, etc.

This lovely facility was equipped with an indoor, which was wonderful since it had continued to rain all day.  Andrea mounted up and hacked Milli around to show us her quick pace.  And yes, she is quick.  The pony has a nice working walk/trot and clearly has somewhere to be.  She has a nice long stride that covers a lot of ground.  Andrea finished up the showing by popping Milli over a few jumps.  The pony has no refusal in her and was eager to show her stuff.

Lindsey hopped on next and gave us a little showing.  She reported a heavy strong  pony and enjoyed her ride.  I climbed on next and found her pleasantly forward, and indeed heavy in the hand.  I trotted Milli out and then asked for a sudden and full woe, followed by a few backward steps.  A typical training practice for games ponies.  Andrea, in a perfect riding instructor cadence called out, “just relax your hands-“ before realizing, this is what I wanted.  The next time I asked Milli to pull up short she did it much more quickly, and with that “I got this” attitude.
I totted on past a flag cone, pulling and placing the flag a few times.  I spun the flag and whirled it ridiculously around her head and I tell you, the mare did not even flick an ear.  And when I asked for another short stop, Milli was on it.  The pony is smart.

milli 06By the time Kim climbed on, Milli had worked up a nice healthy sweat, for a pony three months out of work and verging on (ok, fully) obese.  But Milli still trucked around, forward and moving out.

We collectively decided we like the pony.  She needs to lose some weight, and turn the flab to muscle.  Although she will never be a lightly built pony, and will always have a wide chest, and big butt, we are hoping her middle can shape up just a bit.  We like her forwardness, and quick gates.  And She has the unflappable attitude and quick mind desired in a games pony.  The only concern is that we will not be able to tack her in a way to keep the saddle from rolling when she is mounted or the rider needs to lean over.  I think with a little work, this should be doable for at least a light framed rider, although I have my reservations, with our combined round shapes, if I will be able to keep from rolling when I ride her.  But I am an optimistic person, and she is an amazing pony with so much potential, that I am going to give it a try.

milli 01Andrea was fantastic and agreed to a month trial, so we loaded Milli up in the trailer (she walked right on like a total champ) and headed home.

Denny’s  happens to be endorsing the new Hobbit movie, which I just love.  So Lindsey and Kim indulged me and agreed to stop there for a bite to eat.  Milli hung out in the trailer, not so much as stomping a hoof, while we ate our Hobbit meals.

It continued to rain (and downpour) as we drove, forcing me to keep my speed particularly low, with that boulder I was dragging around behind the truck, and very much killed our time frame.  We got Lindsey dropped off, then passed back through Maryland and West Virginia and into Virginia again.  And just about at the Virginia line, the rain let up.  I got Kim dropped off and continued down I-81 towards home and into the heavy fog laying low in the valley for the remainder of the drive.

drive 03I got Milli to the barn, and she unloaded nicely.  I led her over to Simon who had already called out to us a few times.  He looked very pleased and very excited, and I let them greet over the gate.  No squeals and Milli did not seem to care much at all.  I decided it was late, and dark and wet, and to just roll the dice, and I let Milli right out into the field with him.  Not usually the best decision with new introductions.

Milli walked in, and started to check out the paddock.  Simon followed her around.  They checked out the perimeter, then the hay piles I threw out, and Milli grabbed a quick drink.  I watched them sniff each other and wonder around for quite a while.  When I left they were standing together, Simon nibbling lightly on her neck and her just hanging out like she was at home with a back hoof propped up.

It made me a little sad, that Simon is not going to be number one anymore.  But he needs a friend, and I need a new games pony.

I am interested to see where this goes and I am hopefully Milli will work out.  Now I just need some less than wet weather to get some real work going with her and see what we can figure out.

Seeing how far I can reach.

Seeing how far I can reach.

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Equine Interweb Finds 12/05/12

December 05, 2012

I thought I would share some of the interesting, funny and inspiring horsey things I have run across while internet surfing recently.

Riding a horse across a frozen lake in the Pamir mountains. The ice is 3 feet+ thick and there are spikes on the horses shoes that allow him to grip the ice.

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This is a photo of Whites Ferry which crosses the Potomac River from Virginia (near Leesburg) to Maryland (near Poolesville).  This is an old photo of a hunt using the ferry to cross.  whites ferry

It has been a long day when I saw this, but I did laugh loudly when I read it.

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Simon is Kicked Off the Team

November 28, 2012

Another Post with no photos (insert sad face).

This past weekend was Thanksgiving, and there was a small individual games competition in Mount Airy, Maryland, at Taylormade Stables, near my parent’s house.  So Simon, Daisy and I went up to my parents Thanksgiving morning and stayed for a few days.  I’ll spare you the non-pony details and skip right to the competitions.

It got cold the day of the competition.  Something like 30 degrees colder than the day before, plus massive winds kicked in to make it just that much more cold out.  But us games people, we truck through it all, and there was a fantastic turn out for the first Taylormade Winter Games Series Individuals.

One of the best parts about mounted games is the family like social aspect.  Most people involved in the sport know each other, and have a deep respect and strong connection with each other.  Some of these people I have known for over 20 years, and I love that I still have a relationship with them. So as typical, I spent a few hours helping set equipment and socializing with friends before it was time for me to tack Simon up for our turn in the ring.

When I did get him all ready to ride, and lead him toward the ring, he started to buck, rear and carry on behind me.  It was like having a kite back there flipping around on the string.  Although showing spunk on the lead line is out of character for Simon, him throwing in a few light bucks and a few small leaps at the start of a ride is not that out of the ordinary.  It has never lasted more than a few minutes, and is generally on the silly, non-threatening level.

But this weekend Simon took his silliness to a new level.  Two friends, Mitchell and Jessie, both hopped on him and he truly tried to get both riders off.  Very uncharacteristic for Simon who generally has an impeccably easy going nature.  We ascertained that he was ramped up by the wind and it was multiplied with his young age, and having had two days off at my parents house on grass.  But it was still a bit shocking to see him carry on and sustain this level of acrobatics for more than twenty minutes.

Jessie even rode him into the ring for the start of my first session and took him through the first few races.  She lined him up at the start, along with the other ponies, and it was like watching a switch flip.  Simon went from hot, to not.  Jessie swapped out with me and I continued the session, at a ridiculous non racing speed.  I kicked and I yelled and I pushed, and I flapped flags like whips, but Simon just plodded on at an even slower pace than usual.

It was so discouraging.

The outstanding excitement and general naughtiness I could handle, but the complete switch from that to the blah of a pony he turned into was just too much.

Simon has been actively playing games for two full seasons and taken part in over 25 competitions of varying levels.  Although I do feel he really enjoys it, he just does not have the drive to go fast.  He has helped me gain my confidence back and he has learned all I have to teach him.  It is time for me to move on to a new project that I can turn into a fast games pony and for Simon to have a new job playing games with someone interesting in going slower or other fun jobs outside of the games ring.

So I kicked Simon off the team.

Which means the pony hunt has gone from max, to extreme max overdrive.  I have even lifted the restriction of ‘gelding only’ to include mares.  EKKK now that means business!

I have two auctions lined up to attend and one pony I am going to try next weekend.  Wish me luck!