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.
Friday, August 31, 2012
Rural living - just don't keep horses
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
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!
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!
Sunday, August 26, 2012
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!
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!
Friday, August 24, 2012
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 4th 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 4th level”. If we can’t get there Plan B is “Performing a ‘killer’ 3rd 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.
Plan A for Saumur is still “Solid at 4th level”. If we can’t get there Plan B is “Performing a ‘killer’ 3rd 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!
Thursday, August 23, 2012
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!
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
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"?
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"?
Monday, August 20, 2012
'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!
Friday, August 17, 2012
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.
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".
Thursday, August 16, 2012
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.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
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.
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.
Friday, August 10, 2012
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!
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!
Thursday, August 9, 2012
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".
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!
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!
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
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.
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!
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!
Monday, August 6, 2012
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!).
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!
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!
Saturday, August 4, 2012
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!
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!
Friday, August 3, 2012
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!”.
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.
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
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??
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??
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