Who flipped my switch? - and "he doesn't have eyes in his hind end!"

JP and I have been using our time off to focus on our riding, and taking lessons as often as Judy's busy schedule allowed. The regular work sure made a big difference in Saumur, he is soft and supple again. Both Chambord and Remy are also doing really well, and yes, of course, JP, too! It's fun to see JP and Chambord cantering like they'll never stop. And then there is my "ray of sunshine": Remy. Just looking at him makes me smile. Today he started right away on the bit, nice and round. Exactly where we left off yesterday. Now, all I have to do is fix my position and keep my b..tt in the saddle and we'll be all set.

Yesterday a 'long lost friend' visited us at the barn. I've met Stephanie a long time ago when we were both showing at what was then called Willow Ridge, and then we lost touch over the years. Thanks to Facebook we recently connected again, which is great. Long story short, Steph came to watch my lesson on Saumur. In addition to her there were a few more people huddled on Judy's heated (!) bench. Instead of getting rattled like I used to about being watched - and being paranoid about not riding well enough (in my mind) - I enjoyed showing off Saumur. And, old couple that we are, he tuned into it and we had a great ride, including clean changes!

Today I had another two good lessons. While cantering with Remy down the longside at a quite 'lively' speed I called out: "This is so much fun!". It made me wonder afterwards: Who flipped my switch?? All of a sudden  the confidence that got buried along the way this year is resurfacing. Yeah, let's keep that switch on the "ON" position!

Good advise, wrapped up in a funny way: While I cooled out Remy today the next lesson was taking place and the horse spooked a bit at the snow under the door (must have had a talk with Saumur). So here comes: "Move his hind end towards the spooky object, his hind end doesn't have eyes". So true... I'll remember that one!

Time off does not always work that well - and keep the legs on

The time off during the arena work at Judy's did not do any favors to Saumur. He felt stiff as a board the first time I got on after his mini-vacation playing in our pastures. It's the old adage: "Motion is Lotion!". Even though Saumur had enough motion, it wasn't exactly the kind of gymnastics that his body needed. Running, kicking, and playing hard is good for his mind, but while his mind certainly was refreshed, his aging body thought otherwise. Judy and JP told me not to worry, but I (of course!) was (almost) jokingly saying maybe Saumur needs to retire with JP... Not a good idea! Judy had me work him through the stiffness, and by the end of the lesson he was much improved. And the following day Saumur felt like his old self again. We also started him on Adequan, which my "needle phobic" is tolerating well... so far. Judy was wondering how he would be by shot number 7? She's the one poking him, while I am feeding him treats. As soon as he feels the sting Saumur bites into his Granola bar with a vengeance. Something has to pay!

Mr. Charming (Remy) has no such qualms. He spent his time off playing very hard with Chambord, and came back to work unscathed. With him the challenge is keeping his focus and not let him get bored. In that case he seeks entertainment on his own. Remy's canter is getting so much better, it is a ton of fun. My problem is that I still have the tendency to get into a two point, without Judy's constant reminders of "let yourself sit in the saddle" I think we'd gallop off into the sunset... Another 'aha-moment' was when Remy started to hump up in the trot and I backed off, wondering if he would buck. Not the right thing to do: "KEEP YOUR LEG ON!" came from the bench. Remy wasn't forward enough, and therefore he threw his "up-movement" in. As soon as I had him from the inside leg to the outside rein all was well again.

So, even if time off didn't work that well for Saumur - I can honestly say it's the opposite for me. I could get used to this!

Pure Luxury - and smiling through my lesson

This morning I woke up at 7 am with the wonderful feeling that I did spend two hours more than usual slumbering, and that JP already had fed the boys. Ah, in my mind, pure luxury: 11 days without having to get up not just at the crack of dawn, no - I get up way before dawn during the week. Our offices are closed until January 2,  so for the first time this year I have this much time off. (Yes, to you Europeans reading this: It's nuts!).

I am so looking forward to riding every day, going to yoga classes, catching up with old friends, eating great food... it sure will be tough to get back into the swing of things in January. Or, perhaps I will be happy to get back on the 'treadmill' - who knows?? (I do have some doubts...)

The boys had some time off this week as Judy's arena got new footing. We took them home for playtime, and they sure made good use of it. I tried not to cringe and think "don't break your legs!!" looking out the window and seeing the running, kicking, bucking going on in full swing. Luckily, they are all very solid and not prone to injuries (knocking on my head, uh, wood).

We took Remy and Chambord to Judy's today. JP was riding Chambord while I had my lesson on Remy. It was one of those times where you can't help yourself but smile because everything feels so good. Even when Remy pitched a little fit when Chambord left the arena I didn't get rattled. Judy has a great way of keeping us going. Remy is getting more and more consistant, and ...here speaks the proud 'mother'... he does look stunning. I'm feeling a bit guilty, because it's almost like I'm unfaithful to Saumur. But really, I am now getting the feeling that we are working as one. I told Judy that he felt like he was completely even underneath me. She agreed: "Well, yes, you have him on the outside rein". OK, having him "balanced between my legs" sounds less sophisticated than "he's on the outside rein". And no double entendre on this one!

The glow and smile from the great lesson vanished a bit earlier this evening when I was trying to write the blog on my new IPad. The IPad came with my new car -  Yes, they give you an IPad so you can program your car... That part definitely went better than the typing.  Drove myself out of Detroit safely last night, which to me felt like a big accomplishment. BTW, the Faberge exhibit at the Detroit Institute of Arts and dinner with my friend Brenda made the nail biting experience of driving through "the zone" worth it - although I had my finger pointed steadily on the emergency call button in my car.

Tomorrow we have lessons with all three. Aiming for more smiles, or even a grin!

Finally - riding again - and bootcamp paid off

Two weeks without riding seems like an eternity. Yesterday I finally made it to the barn, and rode Saumur. I kept it easy, so we both could get back into the swing of things. Initially he felt rather tight, but then worked out of it. I guess it was the same for me.

Today I had lessons on both boys. Well, Remy's 'bootcamp with Judy' sure paid off! I got the "Yes, ma'am's" right away. Overall, he was much more consistent, balanced, and even. He felt like a trained horse (as opposed to the fussy youngster I left) - and as Judy frequently had to remind me: "Ride him like a trained horse!". It all felt so much easier. Judy suggested we might just skip Training Level.

My ride on Saumur was a bit tougher, I definitely felt the stiffness like yesterday. As canter work usually helps to loosen him up we did a lot of that. It is a fine line between 'diving down' and 'head up', in order to get him into self-carriage. Counter bend helped getting him off his favored right rein. Luckily we were able to finish well with much improved trot work. I did order Adequan, so hopefully it will help him (once we get through seven times of "ouch, a needle!").

Speaking of stiffness, though: I couldn't wait to get home and hop into my bathtub! The bath salts are aptly named "rider's reward". No hot baths for the boys, though, (would be hard to find an adequate bath tub) - their "horse's rewards" come in the form of extensive rolls in the mud. Each to his/her own!

Europe and back - missing the boys

Finally, home again! While I had a good business and personal trip to France and Germany, I really missed the boys (four- and two-legged). Judy and JP kept me posted, but it’s like withdrawal from my drug of choice.

Snow in the French Alps – instead of worrying on how to get  up the mountain in a rental car not equipped for snow covered roads I am imagining cantering through the powdery snow. Good thing I wasn’t driving!

In Germany I came closer to horses, my dad took me to Loesdau, my favorite tack shop. Well, actually, it’s more the Nordstrom version of a tack store. While my dad was patiently sitting in the “coffee corner” I was enjoying ‘horse junkies heaven’. The trip netted overflowing shopping bags, and the fleeting thought on how to get it all in my suitcase.

 

It’s amazing, on the way from the tack store back to my parents there are literally riding stables everywhere. Very well designed and modern stables, outfitted with the latest technologies (i.e. solariums). But even with all the bells and whistles offered (micro chips so the horses’ eating, sleeping, moving can be monitored)  – I prefer right where we are. A look out of my kitchen window provides similar information and is much more fun!

When the time is right ... when both of us are prepared...

And no, this is not about the effects of a little blue pill. Rather, the ecstasy that comes from a different source. I am referring to the holy grail of upper level riding, the so sought after but elusive high a lot of riders never reach: True collection.

Well, today was our day! We were ready, prepared... and then in the canter we hit our stride: I could feel Saumur's body really rounding underneath me, he lowered his haunches, carried more weight on his hindquarters and lightened the front: FABULOUS! It really is such an awesome feeling,  all of a sudden we move as one.

OK, people, it's not a replacement for 'you-know-what' -- but nevertheless, I could have smoked a cigarette afterwards :-) !

Of course, we had worked on collection before, and we usually reach a decent degree. Good enough to get through our Third Level tests. But today it truly felt 'right on'. It took a lot of hard work, many lessons and plenty of sweat; and the clinic with Jan certainly has helped us to finally get 'over the edge'.

So what's with the little blue pill? It only took a couple of Grand Prix trainers, the USDF president, and an Olympian to get us there!

When things just click when it counts - with lasting effects

While most of the country is out chasing Black Friday deals, I am watching horse videos. More precisely, the video of our ride with Jan Ebeling last week. I am so thrilled with Saumur,  he stayed focused and "on" the whole time. Actually, we both were "on" and things just clicked. That doesn't always happen, so it is definitely worth savouring.

Judy had talked with Jan about us beforehand, so Jan had a good idea of where we currently are with our training. He put a lot of focus on transitions, not changing gaits, rather transitions within the gaits. For example, from collected canter to several steps medium canter and back to collected canter. Saumur was required to go forward on his own, and I got reminders "light with the hands".

We worked a lot on the collected canter, with Jan pointing out that I should prepare for the walk - but just don't walk. I was working hard on getting Saumur more collected by having him on my seat and my abs engaged. At one point when Jan is persistently asking for "more!" I can be heard mumbling "oh, man". OK, probably now exactly what one should say to an Olympian, but it sure was hard work. So much so, that just watching the video now makes my abs contract.

Wonder if just watching the video everyday would make my core automatically more solid?

Gearing up to ride with a member of the 2012 Olympic team - and killing multiple birds with one stone

Sooner that planned – Judy offered me a spot in the upcoming clinic with Jan Ebeling next Saturday. I hesitated for about a 30 sec. before accepting. It took me that long because a) Saumur is not in full work mode yet, b) neither am I, c) What if…??

What if… is right. Last night Saumur thought he had to protect us from the mounting block. Luckily he got over it quickly. I really am handling his spooks much better. Key is to keep his head low. Ah well, that's nothing new, just have to remember it!

 

The clinic setting will be good practice for dealing with my ‘performance anxiety’ (“oh no, spectators!”). Also, Karen said she can use the video for the freestyle design, so we are killing two birds with one stone (actually three, counting the practice in front of spectators).  Nothing like multi-tasking!

Moving into 'dressage college' - and not baptizing the floor just yet

The boys are settled in their ‘college dorm’. Amazing how much stuff there was to take! I felt like we were moving the entire household. But luckily we found a spot for everything in Judy’s track room. I like the area where their stalls are, it’s bright and sunny (that is, if the sun actually shines, which won’t happen today).

On Saturday we had great lessons. Remy surprised both Judy and me by being just the attentive student. JP is always rooting for Remy, so he was gloating. Saumur was very good, too. I have to stop marveling on how well he deals with the indoor arena, and focus on our work. While warming up I overheard Judy telling another student “hips before the shoulders”. As my shoulders are still (uh, yes) a problem, I repeated “hips before shoulders” in my mind while riding Saumur. It sure worked!

When I have two lessons back to back JP is grooming and also observing my lessons. It is really interesting and helpful to get his feedback. He relates what Judy is saying (that I can’t hear when I am on the other side of the arena) and also what he notices. For example, he pointed out that I don’t seem to take the advice of “talk to him” (talking to the horse, i.e. to slow down, or for encouragement) too well. JP also noted that overall my position is getting better – yay!!

Sunday I reciprocated for the grooming and went on a trailride with JP. Although – it was a different kind of trailride: JP was riding Chambord, and Teddy and I were keeping up with them. Turns out, Teddy and I can easily outwalk Chambord! Quite a work out, though, and Teddy was clearly tired on the way home. His short legs had a lot of moving to do. After that warm up I drove to Judy’s and worked Remy. What a good boy: In the high winds some part of the roof came lose,  producing a lot of sudden and sharp noises. Remy did not take this as an excuse the act up, for which I praised him lavishly. I really didn’t want to ‘baptize’ the floor of the indoor arena just yet!

One step closer to our freestyle - and "everybody uses him"

It was great watching part of the freestyle clinic Karen Robinson held last weekend. I also had a chance to talk with Karen and –here we go- made a down payment on our freestyle! This time it is SERIOUS.

Karen’s handouts for auditors and riders contained great information, and here are some of the key points I am going by:

-        Who is it for? Judges, audience, and the rider – and for me the rider should be on top of the list. If I don’t have fun, then why do it? I am stretching my comfort zone quite a bit with this, as Karen notes:  “If you have no desire to entertain an audience, you probably don’t ride freestyles”. Hmm, I don’t really see myself as an entertainer per se, but Saumur sure loves an audience. So I guess as long as one of us is the ‘ham’ we are fine.

-        Music? Oooh, that’s NOT easy. You have to listen to the music so many times, and it should bring a smile to your face, so in my case, that limits it right there. Nix the big band, lounge, elevator, brass… Original music that the audience is not familiar with or tunes that will get them clapping?

-        Give the audience goosebumps or make them laugh?

-        Finding a theme. A theme?

-        Does the music make us look like dancers or bouncers?

-        And the list goes on …

But first things first: a video for Karen showing all required movements. Important is to focus on the “Schokoladen Seite” (“chocolate side” or good side) of horse and rider. Also, there are so many ways to show strengths and divert a bit from weaknesses. As an example Karen pointed out that if the horse doesn’t have a great walk, doing the walk on curved lines (that would be us). But then we can compensate with some “killer-canter”.

Back to music and theme choices – I had to bid a sad ‘Goodbye and Godspeed’ to James Bond because “Forget that, everybody uses him!”.

Moving day is coming up - and plans for the winter

Good news is that we are not pounded by the East Coast Storm – not so good news: The weather here is pretty miserable: 28F, snow, ice, extremely high winds. Luckily we still have power! That can change any moment, so JP made sure our generator is ready to go if needed. My heart goes out to the people (and animals!) on the East Coast, it is just brutal there. We were talking just this morning on how we could possibly evacuate the 11 (!) of us if needed. Wow – good thing we are not close to water, mud slides, or forest fires!

I had been dragging out the moving day for the boys, mainly because I just love having them at home. Realistically, though, there is nothing I can do with them and they are getting pretty bored. Our outdoor arena is way too soggy, and with these high winds every one of them would be flying higher than a kite on the longe line anyway. So, they stand around and eat hay. The dogs and cats won’t even lift their heads when I go out to feed at 5 a.m. Too cold and dark!

Our lessons with Judy are going really well. Both JP and I love her approach, and most importantly, we all are progressing in a positive way. Saumur is happy and relaxed as can be, I have a hard time believing that yes, we can work in the big arena with all the windows, and NOT be worried! Remy, the feisty one, is improving his manners. And it looks like JP and Chambord will soon eclipse us J. So, the moving date has been set for Saumur and Remy: November 10 it is. Chambord and Teddy will stay home, with JP trailering Chambord for twice weekly lessons. And then over the winter one of my boys will get a week vacation at home while Chambord comes to Judy’s. Juggling so we won’t break the bank!

In the big scheme of things it’s a good thing that my second week at George’s didn’t work out (see note about the bank above). At first I was pretty disappointed (George switched barns and there is no room for ‘temporary’ students at the new place right now), but it also means I can focus on working with Judy. In addition, I will see Karen Robinson, the freestyle designer, on Friday to get started with Saumur’s freestyle.

Unfortunately the freestyle clinic was full, but it shouldn’t be a problem to work with Karen remotely. Judy will also work on her freestyle, so we can have fun with this. I am thinking “James Bond” for music. It fits because Saumur is quite the Ladies’ Man and also a tormented soul (as is Bond in Skyfall). And, minor detail: Thinking of Daniel Craig will certainly help me re-focus my show nerves J

Fence celebration (baptism?) - and a freestyle on my bucket list

Our new fences look spectacular, if I may say so. A little piece of Kentucky in Michigan. To celebrate the completion of the project we invited friends and neighbors to a "Fence Celebration Get-Together". We had full house and a great time. Thanks to Josef, the wonderful German baker, we were able to introduce our American friends to seasonal German food: Zwiebelkuchen (Onion Cake) and Zwetschgenkuchen (Plum Cake), in addition to 'free-flowing' French wine and German beer. Luckily, we didn't have to beg anybody to eat the unfamiliar foods!

The weather was true Michigan: The heavens opened and we had heavy rain all day. Looking for the bright side, somebody remarked "Now your fences are even baptized!"  In that case: Great!

Now that the fences are completed - off to the next project. I contacted Karen Robinson, the freestyle designer, telling her I have a freestyle on my bucket list! After many starts and no completion I decided it's now or never. The MDA freestyle clinic in November is full, I am on a waitlist. Even without the clinic we can get it done by working remotely, getting started once we move to Judy's for the winter. So, now my head is already spinning with music ideas. Of course, what I think might fit is purely on an emotional level, and has nothing to do with beats per minute. James Bond came to mind...

Ode to the horse vacuum - and keeping it together in high winds

Always having owned horses that loved to roll and grew heavy winter coats to top it off prompted me years ago to invest into a vacuum cleaner for horses. Not the big stationary kind, but the one you sling over your shoulder like a purse and then go about cleaning. Even though it’s pretty noisy the horses just love it. Even skittish Saumur leans into it. A friend asked me why I didn’t just use my ‘shop vac’ (the industrial grade vacuum we use for the barn and garage). Well, that one would probably suck the horse right in!

Glorious fall days with high winds… add dusk and deer to the recipe and things in the riding arena can get animated. I was very proud of Remy, aside from a buck at the longe line he handled everything like a pro, even the stroll down the road. With Chambord I was the one who had to do the animation, as he clearly was bored and not inclined to put too much effort into exercise. After all, it was close to his dinner time (what was I thinking?!).

Saumur was last to go (not my usual choice) and he alternated between being fascinated by the lights of cars and bikes going by and checking out the wildlife around us. At one point Saumur jumped so high he had his front leg over the longe line. In the old days this would have driven him into a blind panic. This time though he stopped abruptly, looked at me, and waited for me to untangle him. Then he went back to work as if nothing had happened. That called for a ‘sweet celebration’: Mrs. Pastures cookies for him and Ritter Sport for me!

Checking into other horse sports - and finding a great quote

Tis' the season - for foxhunting. I had a ton of fun riding to hounds in Germany. No fox ever got killed, as all hunts are drag hunts where the dogs follow the scent of a line laid be the huntsman before.

Reminiscing with our farrier the other day he told me that he goes out sometimes with the Metamora Hunt. It would be perfect starting in the 2nd field (no jumping). While checking more into this and  an instructor that could prepare us for it I went to Fair Play Farm's website and read this quote that just fits so perfectly:


"There's no better place than a stable, I've found. It's the only place with solid footing. When I'm standing beside a horse, I feel that I'm neither girl or boy; child or adult; strong or weak. I'm accepted just as I am. And there, and only there, I can breathe."

Earning the cookie - and a new job for Little Man

While working with Remy Judy’s comment “he has to earn his walk break” came to my mind. I thought about how liberal I am with treats and praise. And a lot of times I am guilty of giving in too soon, rewarding a half-hearted try. That does not teach the horse much. Rewards are only meaningful if they are issued after a job well done. Too much praise, and it doesn’t mean much anymore – or horses (and people!) might get complacent and not try as hard, because a reward is doled out anyway. On the other hand, not rewarding good efforts is de-motivating.

My focus with Remy recently has been getting him better on the aids, expecting the requested response right away. That starts at the warm up on the longe line.  When I ask him to do any of the frequent transitions, I want the response to be almost instant – and not “hmm, maybe… I’ll think about it”. Especially with a horse that tests his boundaries it is important to stay consistent and focused. Obviously, I don’t want him to lose the joy of working, but I think with clear boundaries he is happier – as long as I’m still handing over the cookie!

Little Man (aka Teddy the pony) needs a job and more exercise. So, we decided to get a pony cart and harness. Granted, neither JP nor I (or Little Man for that matter) have much of an idea what we are about to set off to do, so stay tuned.  Fortunately, there seems to be quite a choice of used carts and harnesses out there. I’ll keep my body protecting vest and helmet handy … just in case the pony decides to go on a joy ride without passengers!

What comes first - horse relaxation or rider relaxation?

Guess it's like the chicken and the egg.

Yesterday I took both boys to Judy's for lessons. It was a cold and windy day, and due to our visitors from Germany and -yes, as usual, work- the boys didn't get much structured exercise during the week. I longed them on Thursday in the windy outdoor arena, and it felt like holding on to a kite with both of them. So I wasn't sure what to expect in our lessons.

Remy has been a little rascal lately, trying to test the boundaries. Judy reminded me that my outside rein is my best friend. As long as I have him steady there he can't goof off too much. We worked on shoulder fore, shoulder in, leg yields, canter transitions. Remy has a tendency to decide when it's time to make a downward transition, which really is not acceptable. So I focused on getting him right back into the canter when he broke. At the end Remy decided it was enough, and perhaps a spook at the mounting block would get him out of the work. No such luck, because once he figures out that this is a way to stop working we won't see the end of it. After going by the mounting block a couple of times he decided it wasn't worth the effort.

Saumur surprised me. He was soft and relaxed throughout. This is what brings me to the 'chicken and the egg' comparison. Was he relaxed because I felt good or was I relaxed because he felt good?? We both hit it off, and to me it felt like we had moments where we really achieved unity. There is nothing else one could ask for!

The relaxation question doesn't come into play between JP and Chambord, these two are working together like an old couple. Last week JP came back after his lesson just beaming. Judy had given him an '8' for his riding! She texted me that I should have seen how straight and balanced he got Chambord and how well they both worked together. Somehow I wouldn't be surprised if I come home one night and find Chambord relaxing next to JP in front of the TV.

A different way to consider horse equipment - Is leather OK?

This not exactly directly riding related but it totally made my day:

Two of our program mangers just came back from a business trip to Mexico. One of them shyly told me they bought me a gift in Mexico but now have second thoughts about it --

Well, as it turns out, the gift is a whip. But that’s not why they had second thoughts… it’s because I am a vegetarian. They wondered if I would take anything made out of leather. Hmm, I’m wearing leather shoes, riding in a leather saddle – and I’m not going to eat it: So I guess it’s fine!

This whole exchange just gave me many more laugh lines! First the humor in it, but I really was touched by the thought process. Just in case, though, I might keep the whip in my office.

Time flies - when you spend your weekend with horses

The weekend was chock full with activities. Saturday I got up at 4:30 a.m. (!) to watch Judy’s lesson with Jan Ebeling. Due to Jan’s travel schedule, the clinic started at 6:15 a.m. Well, at that time of the day I had the auditor’s section to myself. It was important for me to see Jan and his work with Judy, as she works closely with him and naturally this has a ‘trickle down effect’ into her own teachings.

 

Jan is a very soft spoken, kind and laid back clinician. I enjoyed watching and listening. His comments were easy to assimilate, like: “firm muscles, soft joints”. He used shoulder-fore a lot for half-passes, changes, etc. The riders I watched were all upper level, and I have to admit to some pangs of envy when I saw straight, clean lines of flying changes (my nemesis).

 

Later the morning I lifted my frozen body out of the chair to drive home and get my boys worked. JP and I decided on a trailride, by then the sun had come through and it was a nice first day of fall. Remy was a bit of a brat, he sure is starting to test his boundaries. Thankfully we didn’t have any major disagreements, and finished well.

Sunday dawned way too early for my taste, but then: horses to ride, lessons to take! Saumur and Remy got to make the trip to Judy’s for our lessons. I rode Saumur outside, despite blustering winds. He was good, me… same old, same old – those darn rounded shoulders! We focused on keeping him in the correct frame, neither to low nor too high. Still struggled with the flying changes to the right. He doesn’t bring his right hind all the way through (always the issue) and the straightness needs to be improved.

When it was Remy’s turn somebody out of sight but within ear shot had started to rev up power tools, which Remy in turn used as an excuse to play on the longe line. It seemed more prudent to move to the indoor for the riding part. Starting out Remy was fussing and not paying attention. We worked on shoulder fore, leg yields, and then shoulder in. Judy encouraged me to continue even when things got dicey, instead of going to a walk break. “He has to earn his walk break”. Key is to keep moving Remy forward, and having my legs on all the time. As soon as he gets fussy in the bridle put the legs on, less rein. As Judy pointed out, one key difference in my horses is that Saumur would never try to consciously upset me, while Remy full well tests the waters and doesn’t worry too much about the consequences. We finished with some nice shoulder ins, and Remy ended up in a lovely frame.

By the time we were back home it was time to take the dogs and Teddy for their run, then on to cleaning the house. Ugh! Window cleaning! Amazing how ‘motivating’ the upcoming visit of houseguests can be. Antje and Axel, my former babysitter and her husband, will be visiting us this week. Very exciting, it’s their first trip to the US. And, needless to say, it’s been ages since she babysat me J!

A different kind of teamwork - let's go to the other side

We are truly fortunate to have great neighbors and not only in the spirit of “great fences make great neighbors” everybody is taking interest in our fence project. It’s been rather slow going, at least for my taste. I’m right in line with the song from Queen: “I want it, I want it all, and I want it NOW!”.

Today I checked in with Gabriele and Virgil, our neighbors downhill, to see if the work crew showed up. They seem to rove between different projects, which needless to say is not conducive to fast progress. It makes me nervous, as the boys sure are not happy being confined in a small area (which a lot of horses would still consider very large!).

Sure enough Gabriele told me that she watched Remy and Chambord tag-teaming on the old fence. She said it looked like the guys made an agreement, and then both of them leaned next to each other on the fence, pushing on it to see if it would give in. Luckily so far the fence has been holding up, but I wonder for how much longer it will last? I told Gabriele to call me if she has three and a half visitors (or 16 hooves) knocking at her door!

When the tack moves into your house - and takes it over

It started with the saddles, we didn’t want to leave our Schleese saddles in the unsecured tackroom in the barn. What to do? Bring them into the house, of course! So JP mounted saddle holders into our sun-/mudroom. Well, then of course, what to do with the boots, especially in colder weather? I have, uh, four pairs of tall riding boots, plus paddock boots for both of us. And so it went… the show bridles came next.

Years ago JP built a beautiful large tack box for Crissy (like the ones the sell for $900+ in stores). With winter boarding looming, JP recently spruced it up. Well, now it looks so nice I didn’t want to put it back into the barn! So, guess what? The tack box moved into the house, too.

Perhaps I should start moving the furniture from the house to the barn?

Georgeous weather - and riding in a fish bowl

Saturday morning JP and I decided to make the best use of the perfect weather by going on a trailride with Remy and Chambord. The four of us enjoyed ourselves on the beautiful trails.

In the afternoon it was time for more serious work, we had lessons at Judy's. On the way to Clarkston we had one very close call, as all of a sudden the cars in front of us came to a dead stop and we barely missed the car in front of us. I was more worried about somebody hitting us from behind, though, but luckily, the driver swerved to the side. Nothing like a near miss to get the adrenaline up!

Once safely at Judy's we decided to see how Saumur and Remy would handle the work in her indoor arena. It is huge (larger than the 20x60m regulation size arena), and one side is all windows to the observation room. It looks a bit like being in a fish bowl. Add Saumur with his many phobias and well, it could make for 'interesting' rides. Once again, Saumur surprised me: he was looking around but not spooking, and settled into the work calmly. Judy guided me through some changes in my position (those darn shoulders going forward!), reminding me that I need to hug Saumur with my legs, and also keep looking up. I don't know what exactly happened, but the entire ride felt great. JP told me afterwards that he rarely has seen me riding so relaxed and well! We creatively used the sun ray pattern on the floor for shoulder in exercises. The canter work focused on keeping the energy, or actually getting the energy 'up' (upwards) when collecting the steps.

Due to Remy's natural curiosity I didn't worry as much about him in the arena. With Remy it's not the fear that has be overcome, it's the "Oh, look, people!", "Did you see the dog?", "Hi there, do you have a cookie?". We had one 'hairy' moment when Remy humped up his back and threw in a bit of a buck. It was on a bending line and I thought he had lost his balance. Judy suggested that he might feel some tightness in his back. Can't wait to get the the 'airbags' (flair system) for my saddle (they are on-route from the UK). The rest of the ride went well. Judy asked if it was OK with me if she'd get on to see how Remy feels. I enjoyed watching them, it so different to actually see how the horse looks. They both looked great together.

Afterwards Judy confirmed, "Wow, your two horses really are the complete opposites". Where Saumur is timid and easily frightened, Remy is bold and tries to question authority. So, if I remember correctly from the few physics classes I didn't skip, it would mean that I have to be the 'balancing pole' in the middle.

All I hope is that this will make me a better rider and that I do both of the boys justice in bringing out the best of them (and me!).

Progress on the fence-front - and surprising calmness

Last night when I came home the fence people were still very much at work, ramming the posts into the ground. I don’t know exactly what to expect, I guess post hole digging? But these days seem to be over. The round posts get sharpened on one end, and then the Bobcat-type machine pounds them into the ground. They look massive – no comparison to what we had.

The boys are less than enthused having to stay in their rather small paddock. We try to keep enough hay in front of them to keep them occupied… but… the hay outside the fence looks just too yummy. I see a ‘jail-break’ coming if we don’t move them soon.

Saumur surprised me yesterday. With all the pounding and machinery noise going on I thought I better just longe him; full well expecting him to be a wild man, frightened and jumping around. Last year at the Traverse City Horse Show he was barely manageable, having been thoroughly upset by the construction that was going on. And then this year at Sandy’s he ran through the fence when huge farm equipment was used in the hayfield next to his turnout.

Well, Saumur is always good for a surprise. He was a calm as could be, didn’t get bothered by the Bobcat coming close to the outdoor arena, noise, workers, posts being dumped on the ground, etc.  – go figure! Tonight there probably will be something small (like a bucket in the wrong spot) that will absolutely fluster him. Just to keep me on my toes…

Looking at 'naked' pastures - and a good start for JP and Chambord

Where have all the fences gone? Or, more importantly: When will the new fences come??

Looking out of the window, I see only green… most of the old fences are all but gone. There is only a small area left where the boys are turned out. It looks decidedly strange! The old fence posts are laying in piles, the boards have already been picked up. Now of course I worry about how long it will take until the new fencing is installed! So far we haven’t had the best of luck in terms of communication with the fence company. Good thing I don’t have the habit of biting my nails, otherwise they’d be chewed to the quick by now.

JP and Chambord had their first lesson with Judy yesterday, and came home very happy – which in turn made me happy. After all, the five of us are more or less a ‘package deal’ :-) To stay with the motto of the musketeers: One for all - all for one!

Battle of the wills - and hacking, not trailriding

The recent rain left out outdoor arena too soggy, so I decided to longe Remy on grass. He's been pretty fully of himself lately, frequently throwing in 'airs above the ground' on the longe line. Prudently I won't get on before having checked on the 'mood of the day'.

Remy thought being on grass was a splendid idea - working and snacking at the same time! He actually managed to trot nicely with the nose all the way to the ground, trying to snatch some greens. While I like him to be stretched down, that wasn't quite the idea. So, I pushed on, getting his head up - he pushed on, putting his head down. Well, Remy, you might be a cocky 4-year old from Out West, but you are dealing with one stubborn German ... and so he finished really nicely and got to go on a pleasant walk afterwards.

When I got Saumur ready for our trailride today I noticed he had a huge stone wedged into his hoof, stuck between the edges of the shoe. No way I could dislodge it with a hoof pick. This was a two person job. Good thing I have "JP the toolman" who came to our rescue. Saumur stood patiently while we sweated on getting the darn rock out. Luckily he didn't get a bruise and was perfectly sound to hit the trails.

So, here we come to the part of "Hacking - not trailriding". I was thinking today that I need to use the British expression 'hacking'. It happens frequently that I get funny looks when I tell people that we go on trailrides. Until today I was always wondering why, after all, even Carl Hester rides Uthopia cross country! The light bulb went on when we crossed trail riders today: Outfits better suited for the bar, bling, some wild looking hats ,... reins in one hand, beer can in the other. So, could it be that people think JP and I go out like this?!

Having fun - worrying innocent bystanders

Saumur got me thinking of the rather silly song Isabel Werth used for her freestyle “Ein bisschen Spass muss sein”.

By the time I came home from work I was thoroughly exhausted and decided to rather longe the boys than ride. Saumur is very good on the longe line, I only use a cavasson (no bit, surcingle etc). Saumur started out nice and relaxed. All of a sudden he went down, grinding himself into the sand, rolling over and over, loudly groaning. Just as some people came by – of course they wanted to know what was wrong with the “poor horse”, that looked like it was in agony.

Well … absolutely nothing. It wasn’t agony – it was ecstasy! Saumur simply had decided it was time for a good roll, one of his favorite things to do (never mind he didn’t need to wait to be on the longe line, he had all day in the pasture to do that).

So going back to the song: Translated it means “You have to have a little fun”!

Cross training - adding gymnastics and cavaletti

I’ve been ‘lusting’ after the Blok system for years – Finally a sale! Yay! Nothing to stop me (and my credit card) now. I am sure Remy will enjoy the cavaletti work. We have already started with ground poles and he tackles them with gusto. Our training is modeled after Ingrid Klimke’s (who I absolutely admire) cross training system. The idea behind is to keep the training varied to prevent boredom to set in, and also to work different muscle groups. Take for example dressage horses, most of them only know stall – indoor - stall. If they are lucky they get worked in an outdoor arena from time to time. That’s it – and the same applies of course to all the other specialists, too, jumpers, equitation horses, breed exhibits, etc.

By coincidence the other day I ran into Michele at the tack shop. She was our ‘short-lived’ jumping instructor years ago. While Saumur’s natural jumping style is impeccable (knees almost over his ears, round bascule) his bolting after the jumps did not endear him to Michele.  Good thing though that we didn’t scare her away altogether – she actually offered to come to our place to help us with the gymnastics exercises for Remy and Chambord. Saumur is off the hook!

While Remy will be like a kid on a trampoline, I predict Chambord doing the equivalent of shrugging his shoulders, as if to say “Oh-Kay.. let’s get it over with.. and you better up the ante on the treats for this!”

The best compliment: "He is a normal horse"

I was a bit apprehensive about our initial lessons with Judy; she also knew about the accident Sandy and Saumur had. In addition, I sensed the unspoken question “Why Morgans?”

Saumur was first to go. We went to the outdoor arena and I gave Judy a quick synopsis of Saumur’s past and present. Aside from a small hop Saumur was fine, no spooks. I kept the warm up low key. Then Judy asked if she could get on Saumur. They both looked great together. I could see that she rode him on a much softer contact that I usually do. After Judy got off she pronounced him “a normal horse”! Yay! I felt relieved and also very happy –all those years, trying make Saumur a ‘normal’ horse…

Remy, the social butterfly, was very interested in his surroundings and all the horses adjacent to the outdoor arena. It was a bit of a challenge to keep his attention, but overall he put in a good effort. Remy even kept it together when some of the horses started to run and play. Prudently, though, I skipped the canter while the fun was going on.

As we talked afterwards we commented on the interesting facts of Judy going to Germany to buy German Warmbloods - and me in America having American Morgan Horses… and let’s not forget the French guy with his American Quarter Horse.  And we agreed that it works for all of us!

Changes - and a new chapter

Labor Day was a reminder that fall is just around the corner, with winter looming behind (yikes). In addition to spending quality time with the boys (two and four-legged) the long weekend also gave me time to finalize a rather big decision.

I had been pondering the situation about what to do for quite some time. One trip from work to Sandy’s and home it’s a whopping 113 miles (181 km)! With two horses I would have to make the journey at least four times a week. Even with the best intentions, that’s just too daunting. Or – as some of my friends and family say – "plain nuts" (especially considering my work and travel schedule). Previously it was feasible because I only had Saumur that needed serious work, and Sandy was riding him also.

I will always be grateful to Sandy for all her help and support, she was instrumental to our success over the last years. Unfortunately, things have changed and we need to adapt to the circumstances.  

 

So, what’s next?

I have decided to work with a very experienced and highly recommended professional, Judy Kelly. Judy’s farm, Topline, is much closer to home; and on a personal level I think we will work well together. A new chapter … still onward and upward we go!

One Equine Social Butterfly - and one Intellectual

What a fantastic weekend - and and holiday weekend to boot! Just perfect weather, sunny, warm,  with the early morning crispness that tells you fall is almost around the corner.

On Saturday Saumur and Remy got to go for a visit at a different barn - part of my 'exposure to new things' program. Two very different goals though: For Saumur it is to overcome his shyness, for Remy to keep his focus. Remy's talking to friends (whinnying) and his need to socialize unfortunately do not help produce good tests at the shows. Both were very good, Saumur only had one tiny shy.

Remy also kept his focus, even when horses in the adjoining paddocks were running. Taking him by other horses, though, is quite funny. It goes like "Hi, my name is Remy - what's yours?". I can see him being the center of attention at any party, the good looking guy who easily makes conversation with just about anybody, and who is quite the player. Saumur is the shy one, but once drawn into a conversation he will attract an audience with his intellect.

Yesterday we had a just lovely trailride with Chambord and Saumur. And to the earlier point, Saumur is now so confident that he stays right up with Chambord, and when Chambord comes too close Saumur bares his teeth and threatens him.  Brains, Beauty and Brawn - Go Saumur!

Rural living - just don't keep horses

My first Township Townhall Meeting in our village. Interesting, to say the least. The reason JP and I, together with a large audience of horse owners, attended was the discussion on changes to the definition of ‘front yard fencing’. After some discussion the board decided to postpone to definition on what/how the front yard fences should be and learn more safe fencing for horses. Very sensible.

 Not so sensible was the couple in front of me, I was about to hit them over the head: They live in an area zoned “Rural” and complain about having to see horses and other animals! What in the world did they think “rural” means – McMansions?!?

Thoughts on coaching - and no leotard, please

I just finished reading a quite gripping memoir: Off Balance by Dominique Moceanu, the Olympic Gold Medal winner in gymnastics. Aside from a very powerful personal story; her remarks about coaching made me think about how this easily relates to riding (What else? My mind seems to go often this way). During her active career Dominique worked with over 20 different coaches, from excellent to horribly abusive, so she certainly has an expert opinion on the subject.
 
As riders, we are also the coaches of our horses. And also as riders, we have coaches that work with us. Dominique describes one of her favorite coaches, Jeff LaFleur:
 
“He expected a lot from his athletes… Looking back, what I loved about his coaching style most was that he always brought a great sense of balance to our training sessions. He demanded more out of me when necessary, but he seemed to have an innate sense of when to show a more nurturing side…I always felt that he cared about me as a person as well as my progress in the sport, which meant the world to me… I cannot recall a single time Jeff lost his temper or even yelled at me, yet he always had my utmost attention and respect.”

Dominique goes on to describe the traits of another one of her favorite coaches, Luminita Miscenco: “Luminita was serious, focused, and demanding, but she also trained with compassion and care. .. she would read my body language to gauge my energy or exhaustion.”
 
Isn’t this exactly how everyone, horses and humans, should be coached? At least, this is what I am striving for when working with my boys. I've been lucky so far, as the few coaches I've worked with were all excellent in their own special ways.
 
The boys would certainly agree – and probably hope I won’t stick them into glittering leotards to complete the picture!

Got hay - got salt?

Another weekend mostly spent "in service to the horses". However, it was a successful one.

With the drought in our area, good hay is hard to come by (if it's available at all). Our faithful hay farmer told us not to count on any second cutting this year, and the first cutting we bought from him was expensive and not the quality I had in mind.

I emailed and called my horse friends in the area, alas, nobody had any good leads. The majority was looking for hay themselves. So, I spread the word in our plant in Northern Michigan that I was looking for hay. Sure enough, our CFO called right back with the news "I got hay for you". Yay! He told me that the the husband of the payroll manager has hay fields with supposedly 'good horse hay'. (That coming from a person that has no idea what horses eat..). I was a bit sceptical but after some more digging I was assured that yes, "horse people buy his hay". OK, then.

JP and I hitched the trailer and made our way Up North, making the mistake to believe the friendly lady in our Nav system. She sent us completely off course, and while the country side is certainly pretty, it's worrisome when you are in the middle of nowhere, with no people around to ask directions. After over three hours driving we finally made it. And big relief: Beautiful grass hay was waiting for us! After loading the hay I had to say 'hi' to the turkeys, goats, donkey, horses... good thing the trailer was full with hay, as it so happened there was a cute goat for sale also. So - when all was said and done we pulled into our driveway over seven hours before the 'road trip to get hay' started.

I am really worried about barn fires, given the devastating fires that happened just in the last months, taking the lives of numerous horses. Second cutting hay is more prone to ignite due to the moisture content, and as this hay came fresh from the field I asked the farmer if he thought it was safe to store at the barn. Unfortunately, we don't have a separate building to store hay. The farmer gave me unexpected advise, he said we should sprinkle salt on the hay bales when stacking, as salt draws moisture. Hmm, probably couldn't hurt, and as he said "it's good for the horses anyway".

So today when we unloaded the trailer and stacked the hay each bale got a generous sprinkling of Celtic Sea Salt. The horses might wonder if we are serving sushi, as the Celtic Sea Salt has definitely a smell of ocean (it's unrefined and comes from the shores of Bretagne).

And, boys: I don't want to hear "pass the salt" at dinner!

PPTs - For Horses and Humans

Personal Performance Targets – well known in most companies. Dreaded by some, welcomed by others.

At work I tell my team that the Objectives are ‘live’ or ‘moving targets’. It means that sometimes there are factors outside the individual’s influence that prevent the targets from being attained. In that case one has to evaluate the situation and adapt or change the target.

That also goes for the horses. Saumur and I had the goal “Solid results at 4^th level” this year. Well, due to his accidents and my work schedule, this did not happen. Instead, I adapted and set objectives like “Improve relaxation; have a successful training week with George”. We reached those goals and achieved a great deal of satisfaction. Changing the initial target prevented us from feeling frustrated.

While we currently have fabulous weather for trailrides I am already contemplating goals for Saumur and Remy to work towards during the winter months. JP compares it with “going back to college”. Currently the boys are at “summer camp”, with easy and mostly fun training sessions. But in order to progress all three of us have to get back to more serious training eventually.

Plan A for Saumur is still “Solid at 4^th level”. If we can’t get there Plan B is “Performing a ‘killer’ 3^rd level freestyle”. For Remy Plan A is “Solid training level”, Plan B the “FEI 5-year old test”. Taking the boys ages and training stages into account, I set the less difficult goal for Saumur as back-up, where for Remy the back-up is the more difficult one.

 
Of course, there are other important goals, too. For Saumur: Relaxation, Throughness, Collection. For Remy: Submission, Straightness. For me: Acceptance (I don’t have to be perfect!), mental strength and focus, position.

And while we are at it – suggestions for Chambord and JP: Less snacking, improve hygiene and grooming (less manure stains!), better listening. I’ll let you guys figure out what relates to whom …
Other than that – keep up the good work!

Nah, not my size - and does he have deer sense?

What a beautiful evening! The four of us (Chambord, Saumur, JP and I) spent the dusk hours in Kensington, marveling at the light rays coming through the trees and illuminating the trails. Just us – and plenty of deer feeding in the lush meadows.

 
On the loop we came across a bright blue jacket hanging on a tree. Previously Saumur would have done a startled jump, maybe even refused to go by. This time, he calmly took a look and then walked by it. When I mentioned to JP how surprised I was at Saumur’s reaction he joked “Well, Saumur checked it out and decided it just was not his size!”

On the way home we came across a curious doe standing right in the middle of the trails. She just looked at us like saying “Well, who are you? And BTW, I was here first”. She would not budge. So – Chambord to the rescue! As a quarter horse he’s supposed to have cow sense … but would he have deer sense? YES! Chambord herded the doe right off the trail. After all, she stood between him and his dinner waiting at home!

Business Advice - Where is the Off Switch?

Sounds strange, I know. But when reading Richard Carlson's book 'Don't Sweat the Small Stuff at Work' I came across the chapter "Strengthen your presence" and found it very applicable to a lot of areas, especially my riding. What can I say, as hard as I try, I often cannot switch off my brain from work mode to pleasure mode. I do exactly what he describes: thinking at a myriad of things when I should only be focusing on the task at hand: Giving my horse the best possible ride I can.

Excerpt:

"So much of the stress we experience has to do with our minds being in too many places at the same time. We are doing one thing, yet are preoccupied with a dozen others. We are distracted by our own thoughts, concerns and worries.

Being present eases our stress because our minds are drawing back to this particular moment, fully attentive to the task at hand. We begin to operate at an optimal mental pace with near-perfect concentration.

It is difficult to experience genuine satisfaction when your mind is too busy, scattered here and there, thinking about three our four things at once. Yet when your mind is focused, when you are fully present and engaged, your world comes alive."

Amen to that! Now, where do I find the "Off" Switch that leaves only the task at hand on "On"?

'Tis the season - for trailriding

What a weekend: sunny, 75 degrees, light breeze, no bugs = “Reiterherz, was begehrst Du mehr?” (Rider’s heart – what more could you possibly ask for?)

On Friday all four boys got a pedicure, and Saumur and Chambord also received new shoes. I asked Jim, our farrier, again if Remy shouldn’t have shoes, considering the trailriding we are doing. Jim assured me that Remy’s feet are great: “just look at them”. He’s right, but of course, overprotective ‘mom’ that I am… OTOH, less $$ for ‘mom’ to spend. Perhaps now if I could only find time for MY pedicure –

Saturday Saumur and Chambord got to enjoy the lovely trails. It was very relaxing. Saumur was getting his courage up and stayed next to Chambord the entire time (as opposed to sticking nose to tail behind him). He probably figured out the air was better next to Chambord than being right behind him.


I worked Remy in the arena, and encountered a rather petulant youngster. The time off last week did obviously not help. First he was sleepy, then pushy and demanding. Teenagers! Today I took the grouchy child on the trails with JP and Chambord. In the beginning we had to discuss attention and respect again. After I growled at him several times Remy finally focused and finished on a good note.


Remy’s attitude really reminds me of how my friends describe their teenagers. He might grumble and be defiant, but when you set him down and explain the rules he respects them (OK, that might not always do the trick for human teenagers). But bringing out a platter of cookies sure works for all!

Changing a good plan for a better one

This year I had planned to go to the Stuttgart German Masters. It is one of Germany’s biggest indoor horse shows, held in my hometown in November. It features the top of the sport in Dressage, Eventing, Jumping, Four-In-Hand Driving, Vaulting, exciting show programs – and great parties. And SHOPPING.

Oh, and yes, let’s not forget friends and family, R&R, great food… and a visit or two to the Schwabenquellen (mineral springs spa). Needless to say, I was really looking forward to the whole experience.



Well, “Life happens when you have made other plans”.  In that case – I did not have to “beg and plead” (see my earlier blog) for lessons. George confirmed that the boys and I are welcome back in October! Caroline has the stalls and apartment reserved for us. YEAH! VERY EXCITING!! So... I am trading my "pilgrimage to Germany" in against a "pilgrimage to Ohio".

Afterglow - and Reminiscences

This week I got to spend lots of ‘quality time’ (hah!) in my car, due to a business trip Up North. It gave me time to reflect on last week, not only the instruction and riding, but the entire package. I can honestly say there was nothing I wish that should have been different. Some of George’s remarks still ring in my head. I did tell him that his manner of speech really reminded me of Egon von Neindorff (George trained with him at the beginning in Germany). The DVD “School of Horsemanship”, chronicling the life work of Mr. von Neindorff, really captures a lot of it. Heard often by both of them:  “Give with the hand”.

Some other coins of wisdom I liked: “Use twice as much leg as hand” (meaning less hand). My favorite: “You have to rev up the RPM’s” (the horse has to be ‘on’ before a movement such as a flying change, not flat and strung out). For those not familiar with stick shift cars: RPM means Revolutions per Minute. Before shifting into the next gear you have to rev up the RPMs, otherwise the car fizzles out.

However, I won’t dwell on George’s quip about using OnStar when I got off course during a new exercise! That came right after I gave JP a hard time about men not willing to ask directions or call OnStar when lost… JP got lost buying carrots for the horses. And he isn’t even blond J!

So, now at home I try to keep the afterglow on as long as possible. I’m also contemplating how to go from there. The show season is almost over.  It will be the first year in a very long time that Saumur and I are not getting any year-end awards, which of course is no surprise as we never made it to a show! My competitive season did not pan out as planned – but so what? We are all healthy and happy, Remy gave a respectable debut at his first shows, and Saumur is more relaxed than I’ve ever seen him. Citing Jane Savoie: “It’s not just about the ribbons”! Honestly, the progress with the boys gives me more satisfaction than any year-end award ever could.

OMG - Have I become a Groupie?

Pictures from a Righteous Brothers concert flash through my mind: Middle aged ladies throwing (over sized) undies on stage...

But back to the present: We had an excellent trip back, the weather cooled off, the rain had stopped, traffic was light even in the construction zones; andJP didn't get a speeding ticket the entire time he was in Ohio (!) - what else could we ask for? The boys stepped of the trailer relaxed, right into the reception committee consisting of Chambord, Teddy, Max and Jaas.

The almost four hour journey home gave me time to reflect on our week. I have to say this has been the best week riding - Ever! What really made me happy was that both boys took to the increased challenges like fish to water, they stayed relaxed throughout. During the week George pushed me along in a way that motivated me. He got me to believe that I can actually do this well - and it is not an easy feat to convince the over-achiever in me.

Being in the presence of a consummate professional like George is very inspiring. The man gives 110 percent in each lesson or ride, he is tireless, and keeps his pleasant and effective style all day long (wish I could do that!). I have not once seen him getting impatient with either a student or a horse. Yesterday for example he went to a show to check out the footing, went to Havensafe for teaching and training, drove back to the show for coaching, and after another long commute taught me an intensive lesson on Saumur, rode Remy, taught me  - and then worried that JP and I might have a late dinner due to the pushed back lesson times.

As a side note: I found it pretty exciting to think that prior to asking me if he could get on Remy George had ridden an international level young horse imported from Germany that was about -ahem- a hundred times (!) -not a typo- more expensive than Remy. I didn't expect George to ask me if "I would mind him getting on". They both had fun, and Remy received lots of praise.

So, hmm, I guess I might well be on my way to becoming a groupie after all. Good thing that my inborn reticence prevents me from getting overly emotional. So, George, no worries: I promise I won't throw my undies at you in the riding arena! I will, however, beg and plead for more lessons.

And we finished the week - with a bang

Our last two lessons today - and the boys put in stellar performances! Saumur had the best canter half-passes ever, we also worked on canter pirouettes, and had some good effort starting piaffe.

George rode Remy again to work on the connection and the canter, and then they cantered on both hands all around the arena. Today actually Remy was better on the right hand (while yesterday he was better on the left). George mentioned that this is actually a good sign, and common in young horses. George had me get on, and we were able to recreate the same good ride. Cantering Remy around the arena, soft and round, and on the bit was just so much fun. George mentioned that he'll have a "very good canter".

What an awesome week, it's like a big weight has lifted off me. Before I came here I had a lot of doubts about my abilities and asked myself if I even should continue with the dressage work (and not just stick to trailrides). No more doubts, I'm still smiling :-). The boys stayed happy throughout the intense work, not a spook in sight, they (especially Saumur) were as happy and relaxed as could be.

And my very French husband said to me at the end (in English!): "Give me Five"!

Danke, George!

This week should have come with a big warning sign

"Attention - The Surgeon General warns: This Is Highly Addictive" would have been the appropriate warning for this week.

JP and I spent another very pleasant morning at Betsy's farm (without encountering any Amish carriage mishap on the way).  I am just amazed at the precision and work ethic of everybody involved. I also remembered Dudley, the donkey, from my previous visit - and this time again his voice made his presence known. Liz took me to see him, he is just a lover boy, very cuddly and soft like your favorite plush toy.  More drooling over the fantastic horses followed.

In the afternoon it was our turn, Saumur got to go first. As previously, George had us work on improving the individual movements, and then focused on the flying changes. Key is to move Saumur away from the leg in the new direction, i.e. changing from left to right he has to yield to my right leg. We had good, clean changes! It was quite an intense session, but again Saumur was noticeably happy and proud afterwards (me, too, despite the dripping sweat and indigestion).

The indigestion came from our stop in the town of Burton, on the way back from Betsy's. We discovered a cute diner, resembling a 1950s throwback. The fries were just too good to pass! I usually live on salad and/or yogurt for lunch, so needless to say, I shouldn't have had a large lunch before riding -

I got a break with Remy, in that George wanted to ride him first again to work more on the canter. George patiently guided Remy through the right lead canter, and every time Remy lost his balance, he calmly made a transition. By the time I got on, Remy felt awesome. For the first time, we could maintain the canter on both leads, and wow, I must have had a big grin on my face. The trot work afterwards was wonderful, too. Quite the progress in a short period of time. George said that Remy is very smart, which of course, made my 'mother heart' swell to unknown proportions.

Two more lessons tomorrow, and then we are heading home. Due to George's schedule the lessons have to be in the afternoon, so we'll stay another night and hit the road early Saturday morning. It will give us time to explore rural Ohio a bit more tomorrow. Bummer, Paddock Saddlery, the nice upscale tack store that used to be in Chagrin Falls, has closed. I just don't think I'll find my luck in "Yoder's Harness Shop".

Riding throught the storm - and a masterclass for Junior

Yesterday we were invited to watch the lessons and training at Betsy's Havensafe farm. By the time I got there I was quite a bit rattled. Driving on the country roads I seemed to be the only car in between all Amish buggies. When I came over the top of a hill I had just time to pull to the left as a buggy was stuck on the right side. There were only kids around, a little boy had the horse unhitched, the others held on to the carriage. I held on with them until I saw their dad drive up. But the poor horse ... skinny, and when a little girl lifted the harness to give the horse some relief I saw the open sores that had developed all over. Very sad.

Havensafe is a different world. Everything is perfect, but not 'in your face' bragging perfect. The first thoughts that come to mind a peace and quiet. The staff is very friendly, everybody shakes hands and smiles. Betsy also introduced me to her farrier, another person exuding top professionalism, who comes once a month from Florida. It was interesting to listen the discussion of "shoes or no shoes" for one of the competition horses. The consensus was if he goes well, and the hooves hold up, no need for shoes.

And then of course, the horses. I saw George ride Cleopatra and Horizon, absolutely stunning mares. In addition, I got to watch Betsy and Liz take lessons. Everything stayed quiet, focused, very precise. After Betsy's lesson I told her now I know what to aspire to in flying changes (she had started with fours, finishing with one tempis, all straight, engaged, and clean).

In the afternoon it was our turn. Just as I got on Saumur the heaven's opened and a storm broke lose. George reminded me that little things like the weather have no bearing on my riding. We had an awesome lesson, focusing on precision in the transitions, and then collection in canter and trot. George had me work around him on a very small circle, haunches in - then straight, in the canter. The beginning of a pirouette. Our canter half passes with either counter canter or flying changes at the end also improved considerably. The trot work consisted of medium to collected, then half passes. On the smaller circle we worked on the smallest trot possible (while staying engaged), and had some excellent steps. George quipped that Saumur will learn piaffe in no time!

With Remy I got a surprise: George said he'd like to ride him. Well - of course!! My stirrup leathers were barely long enough to account for George's long legs. He worked Remy like in the previous lessons but then focused on the canter. Remy's left lead canter is good ("very age appropriate"), but in the right lead he loses his balance and then breaks. Remy stayed attentive and focused the entire time through, didn't argue, and it was more than I had asked of him before. At the end George asked me to get back on to feel what he created. Sure enough, we finished with the best trot work ever!

JP arrived in time to watch the lessons, so that was great. I try not to think that I only have two days left here, I definitely would love to stay longer. Wonder if I could stay on as working student? After all, Denny Emerson had 76 year old working student in his event stable, so it's not too late yet!

And we are off to a nice canter - and a good night's sleep

The lesson with Remy built on (and continued) yesterday's exercises. George had me work Remy first in the walk, making sure we had an even connection and a good frame/carriage. We then did leg yields from the quarter line to the wall. Once that was well executed, the exercises (sans leg yields) were repeated in the trot. I was able to get Remy to move nicely forward, round and on the bit, both on circles and straight lines.

Then came time for the canter, a gait we have so far not spent too much time on. The reason being that the walk and trot work had to be more solid first. With that now under our belt - off to the canter. George made sure that we went into the canter from a forward, supple and round trot. It felt like so much fun! After acceptable canters on both hands, with soft transitions into the trot, Remy got to stretch in the walk. George made sure that Remy still marched forward in the walk.

Throughout the lesson George always reminded me to give with the inside rein, for two reasons: to reward Remy if he gave and also to see if he was able to carry his frame for a few strides at a time. We were even able to do it at the canter. With a young horse, it is important to keep the work challenging but not too exhausting. George wants to see the horse at the end of the lesson easily and happily trotting off when asked.

I told Caroline today that the toughest part of my stay will be for her to kick me out at the end of the week. I haven't been that relaxed in months, and I truly enjoy the entire experience. The boys are very relaxed, they probably reciprocate my state of mind.

Although, for tonight I am prepared: no chasing bad guys for me! Just thinking, if it really would have been an intruder last night, what would I have done - knocked him over the head with one of my flip flops? Pass the Motrin PM, please.

A pround and happy horse - and an interesting night

Saumur's lesson today built on yesterday's work. After he had time to loosen up we went to the 8m circles in the walk, making sure Saumur stretched over his back. Every time we crossed the centerline we changed directions. Then on to shoulder in, first in walk than in trot. The canter work focused on responsiveness: canter - walk, then canter - collected canter. Tricky to keep my leg active enough for Saumur to keep cantering, while bringing him back at the same time.

George worked on my position, asking me to put my shoulders back and also to pretend I weigh 300 pounds and putting that weight in the saddle (I tend to lighten my seat). OK, now that I've gained 180 pounds, things actually improved and we made nice progress. That set us up well for the canter half-passes. George reminded me to have Saumur's chest aim for the the letter.

The trot work consisted on first shoulder in, then medium trot - halt. From there: medium trot - collected trot - medium trot on the diagonal. Saumur started to become more and more responsive, keeping a very nice frame throughout. When we finished Saumur stuck quite the pose, he clearly was happy and proud of himself. What more could I have asked for?

On a different note, I had quite an interesting night. Around 12:30 a.m. I heard a commotion downstairs, horses calling, hooves clattering in the aisle way. What the heck - are the horses lose?? Is somebody trying to steal a horse?? Lacking a weapon to arm myself with I decided to nevertheless check what was going on, easing downstairs in flip flops and pj's, all the while thinking "should have brought my bear spray!". The lights were on and there was a person busy in a stall?! Turns out it was Caroline, the barn owner, turning horses out at night. She said she rotates everybody/s turnout so the stallions can go out, too. Her last rotation is around midnight. Now, that is dedication!

And we are off - to a good start

The day started slow and pleasant, and yes, I was fortified by Nutella and coffee. The boys were turned out early and came in around 11 a.m. because of the flies. I had time to groom, hand walk, and basically just hang out until my first lesson with Saumur.

Saumur was happy and relaxed in the unfamiliar arena, not a spook in sight. George had us start on the basics, 8 m circles in the trot from the center line, changing direction every time we crossed the center line. That helped make Saumur more supple. We worked on the trot - halt transitions, and then the canter - halt. Important was to get an immediate response. We also did canter half passes, and I was very happy when George noticed that they were much improved.

With Remy I had the best ride so far! We started in the walk on a large circle, George wanted me to really have Remy soften to my inside leg. He also showed me how to lay the whip against Remy's side to help with the bend. George made a point to explain that it is important for Remy to understand that the aids (including the whip) are his friends and nothing to be afraid of. He also cited famous German trainer Schumacher, stating that it is important that the horse relaxes ("lets fall") his head and neck "den Hals fallenlassen". Once we accomplished this in the walk we moved on to the trot. It also helped to add some counter flexing on the long side. We were able to trot all around the arena and on 20 m circles, on the bit, relaxed and happy! I was beaming.

So, now I am enjoying the peace and quiet in the apartment, having a Pilsner Urquell, and thinking how lucky I am to be here and to have this opportunity to not only train with one of the best but also to spend quality time with the boys, and to "just chill". (JP and my close friends will say the "just chill" part is the most important of all!).

Day 1 - we made it to Ohio and are ready to roll

Smooth sailing from Michigan to Ohio. There is something to be said for traveling on a Sunday, especially with all the summer road work going on. The boys traveled really well, and stayed quiet when we had to get gas and make a pit stop. In order to go to the restroom I had to park in between a bunch of noisy Heavy Trucks, my Yukon and trailer looked miniature in between those 18 wheelers. I was more nervous than the boys, and literally ran to the rest stop and back in order not to leave the boys too long between all the running diesel engines around them.

The GPS faithfully lead us to Garrettville. I got a bit worried when the nice man at the toll booth asked where I was going and he had no idea where the town was. Speaking of toll booth: Apparently in Ohio you get to drive faster (70 miles per hour) on the toll roads than on the regular freeway (between 60 and 65 MPH). Ohio is notorious for giving speeding tickets to out of State vehicles, and no difference yesterday, the freeway was 'littered' with highway patrol cars out to make money.

I had texted Caroline, the owner of Chadwick farm, our ETA. She was waiting for us and helped me unload. The boys got nice airy stalls. The barn is very well kept, everything organized, with airconditioned rooms for feed, tack, laundry. Pretty intimidating to see the big wooden tack trunks with Bronze labels "George Williams" - I decided to leave my 'Target Special' plastic totes in the trailer for right now.

Caroline then showed me the apartment where I will stay for the week: WOW, it it wonderful! Fully furbished, with equestrian themes throughout. Later in the evening I took the boys for out to graze and a leg stretch, then I had a beer and feel into bed. Unfortunately, the night was kind of fitful. I guess I was a bit overwrought from the tension of driving (first time I took the boys by myself that far), and one of my 'room mates' (the horses below the apartment) spend the night calling for an invisible friend.

So, now I am excited for my lessons to start today. George will be at Chadwick this afternoon, and actually wrote that he is looking forward to our lessons. Fortified by Nutella and a pot of coffee - I am ready!

Day X minus 1 - (almost) ready for take off

Luanne came yesterday again to adjust the Triumph saddle so it fit Remy better, and she also brought a Wave for me to use. I really appreciate the customer service: I get to take the Triumph to George's and decide afterwards what I want to do (keep it or order a custom Wave).

Saumur got to go on a trailride with Chambord today. It was another lovely outing on a warm, sunny day, not many bugs in the woods. Guess it's too dry for the deer flies. Saumur clearly enjoyed his outing, he even was brave enough to take the lead. Usually he just sticks safely behind Chambord: Let the blond one fight the demons on the trails first!

I'm always amazed at the risk some barns take: There is a place close to us that offers guided trailrides in the park. The people we met today where clearly beginners, clad in tennis shoes, hanging perilously on one side of the horse, camera in hand, NO helmets.

Remy's workout was in the outdoor arena. I think we finally found the right bit and that he likes the saddle after the latest adjustment. I've been trying different bits to find the right one. Over the years I have accumulated a collection of bits, and Dressage Extensions actually lets you test a HS bit before buying. Not a bad deal at those prices. Guess Remy's favorite is a HS Dynamic RS Eggbutt. Of course, it had to be one I didn't already have! Actually, ever since our equine dentist told me how he had to pry out metal shavings from a horse's gums and cheeks that were coming off a cheap bit I don't even think twice about cost cutting in that area.

OK, back to the to-do list: TSC (Tractor Supply Store), Tack Store, Grocery Store, Laundry, House Cleaning, Tack Cleaning, Packing the Trailer.... oh, and yes, packing a suitcase, too!

Next project: New fences - and additional duties for the boys

Over the years we have fixed our oak fences numerous times. Every time we replace the old and fragile oak boards in one area, they start to crumble somewhere else, mostly with the help of a furry guy deciding they make good scratching posts.

Finally JP and I decided to bite the proverbial bullet and replace our entire fence lines.  “Ouch!”, says the bank account. And of course, being of the “do it right” mindset we want 4-board fences with round posts, using the famous Kentucky fences as design guide. Double “ouch!”.

On the bright side, we just received the OK from the township – no special building permit needed. So in two weeks the boys will have “fence construction supervisor” added to their job descriptions.

Countdown to Camp George - Do I have enough Nutella?

While my friends and family are getting excited for me about my upcoming trip I am ticking off the long ‘to do’ list. Yesterday Dr. Weaver came to give both Saumur and Remy an adjustment. I am bit worried about Remy’s sleeping habits and also his reluctance to go forward. Although I think I found the key to a “yes, Ma’m!” response – it’s called cracking the whip.

Monday night I was longing Remy and he was going around in his ho-hum way, not terribly motivated to reach out and go. Tired of working harder than he was I cracked the longe whip (not touching him, just making noise). Uh, uh, that just woke the boy up! And sure enough, we had a lovely forward trot from there on.

Dr. Weaver confirmed that Remy is fine, he needed an adjustment, but nothing major. He thinks that Remy is also going through quite a growth spurt (and subsequently wished me and Luanne luck with the saddle fit!). Saumur also got the ‘thumps up’, so another check mark on the long list.

I received a very nice email from Caroline, the farm owner that will lodge us. She refers to our stay as “Camp George Experience”. Soo, packing… I am really good at packing for myself, usually managing a week in Europe with only a carry-on bag. But the boys are a different story: Hay, Feed, Saddles, Bridles, Pads, Longe Line, Side Reins… lots of stuff for an entire week. Plus all my riding pants, boots, shirts, helmet, spurs – not to forget the paperwork (CVI, Coggins), and of course food and drink for myself! I’ll be far away from a Whole Foods Store, better stock up on staples like Muesli. And, most importantly, do I have enough (imported!) Nutella left??

A weekend that can be best described as "durchwachsen"

It means “so-so”, some good, some not so good. Saturday I trailered both boys to Sandy’s for lessons. Saumur was good, but to my surprise we had problems with our flying changes. As it was toward the end of the lesson and the next student had already started we couldn’t really focus much on it so all I could to was try to get a ‘somewhat clean one’ to finish on a good note.

The lesson with Remy was more of a struggle, I have a hard time keeping him in front of my leg going forward. After 30 min. of “forward – more forward – more forward - more round” I was quite frustrated. Also the saddle I have on trial seems to put me behind the movement. (Luanne is coming back this week to check/fix).

By the time I had everybody home again over six hours had elapsed and I was pretty exhausted, mentally more than physically. It bothers me probably more than the average person when things don’t go well, and I am over-analyzing everything.

Sunday morning I completely overslept (probably ‘thanks’ to the Motrin-PM I took). Luckily JP got up early and took care of everybody – on his birthday! Once I crawled groggily out of bed it was too late to hit the road again for lessons. I rode Remy in our outdoor arena, and after some initial ‘discussions’ we finished on a very good note. Then JP and I took Chambord and Saumur on a trailride, and the four of us had a lovely time in the woods.  The evening finished with a great birthday dinner at JPs favorite restaurant, which provided me with ‘lingering effects’ in form of a headache caused by white wine and champagne. Not exactly the desired ROI (Return on Investment)!