Why I Love My Trainer

Why I love my trainer.

As you may or may not know my trainer has been working with my colt and I on riding in the back woods. Now our back woods are scary, thick, lots of low hanging branches, deer, bums, other horses and a variety of scary things. Just the worst woods to start riding in. My colt is a FREAK back there, rearing, bucking just generally have a temper tantrum from hell.

The other day my trainer goes, ok.. lets go ride in the back woods…
I am like “WTF?” are you crazy?

Well we did it, and he didn’t buck me off, though he did get an "A" for effort in the attempt.

Well now I got Emma.. Scary, freaky red head.

So my trainer says yesterday, lets get Emma and pony here behind Marshal…
‘Uh.. , Ok” says I… gah I am such a dweeb.

All Emma wants to do is kick Marshals brains in.

So she gets Emma and we work in the round pen a bit. Now the issue with pony’ing a horse is this… it forces you to ride with one hand… Suddenly you realize how much steerage you have… I had oh about 40%.

Then you get the added weight of “ don’t let the rope go under the lead horses tail.. which could be bad, and don’t let the ponied horse go in front of the lead horse.. which you know, could be bad…

Now its not that I have not ponied before, but I had not ponied off of Marshal and I had not ponied Emma and I am riding Marshal my little son of buck…

Well it went pretty good in the round pen and then my trainer says..

“OK lets go out in the back trails.. “
‘the what?”
“trails, now, you go.”

I thought at that very moment I was going to throw up right then and there..

But I didn’t. and we did go on the back trails and both horses were good… I survived, they survived and we are one step closer to building a solid foundation…

But I will say this..You want to test the cohonies on someone, put them on a colt, who you knows bucks, and hand them a filly who is a kicker and a freak, and tell them to pony that freaky horse on that son of buck in the woods from Sleepy Hollow…. And if you can do that, baby, you can do anything…

Which I think was the lesson my trainer was trying to get across to me…