Nothing beats a good brain

If you've been reading this blog long enough, you know that I bought Riley because on his 3rd and 4th ride post-track I took him on paper chases. He was foot perfect both times and I was left grinning ear to ear on a horse I knew nothing about. I was sold (and so was he!). Two years later and it's that brain of his that makes me so happy and proud to call him my own...

New farm (not all pictured due to privacy)

We've settled into the new place nicely, and of course just as I was about to put a first ride on Riley he pulled a shoe! He turned out now on wayyyy more acreage and it's really hilly (which is awesome -- he looks great) but that also means a higher chance of pulling shoes AND not being able to find said shoes when they come off. Ah well, it's a trade off.

So he got a new LF tacked on and we saddled up for a first ride at the new place. I know it probably seems like I'm always going on about how my horse has hardly been ridden, but it's true. With his head shaking finally all but gone, we are FINALLY able to think about getting back into a program together. My patience has paid off and I feel better that I didn't push him when his body was telling me no. As usual, he was quiet and happy to be groomed and tacked. I texted two friends to let them know that I was getting on in a few minutes (I was at the farm alone) and that I would send another after my ride. I brought lunging gear up to the ring prior to my ride, just in case he was silly. I try, in all scenarios, to set us up for success. I listen to him. I'm not some egomaniac that will just get on and ride anything in all conditions (especially alone) -- so I try to be thoughtful about the horse I have that day. I posted the photo of the farm above to sort of show the layout of the ring in proximity to the barn. His turnout field is below the barn and goes off to the right. His buddies have dutch doors that face out that way. The driveway (you can't tell in this photo) is VERY steep as you head around the corner and up to the ring. I hopped on, he took a deep breath and off we went. Quietly into the sunshine up the grass to the ring. He did think about spooking at a bunch of kids toy cars (the kind they can drive around in) that are marked by "danger" in my picture, but nothing more than giving them the hairy eyeball, and slowing his walk. I booted him forward and we got down to business.

I forgot that I left my saddle pads at home so we kicked it old school.

He felt really, really great. No head shaking to be seen, no real naughtiness (except for not wanting to GETOFFMYRIGHTLEG) and he was light and forward. I'm sure I looked like a big idiot trotting around with a stupid grin on my face, but guys, it's been so long since I got to enjoy my horse and not see him suffering. We mostly worked on spiraling in and out in both directions, with some transitions for good measure. I was about to start some canter work when I saw something shiny in the grass...

ARE YOU KIDDING ME WITH THIS?!?

He never took a weird step (the grass footing is great) and he didn't feel lame/off at all. Yep, he pulled the OTHER shoe. You see, while the farrier was there he noticed that his LH was looking a little long (it's only been 2 weeks since his last trim) and he has a quarter crack in that hoof that he wanted to keep at bay so he rasped it a little. He left the other hind alone and wouldn't you know it was just long enough, and Riley was tracking up well enough to cleanly rip the shoe off. I hopped off and decided to save the canter work for next time. Congratulations Riley, you win... again.

Luckily, we had already put in a solid 30 minutes of quality trot work, so it wasn't a total wash. I texted my farrier the picture above and said that Riley misses him already. He'll get that tacked back on today. *Lest you worry, his feet and hoof walls look great -- I think it's just a coincidence that he lost two shoes back to back!

But other than our wardrobe malfunction, I couldn't be happier about our first ride at the new place. There was no screaming (apparently Riley screamed and screamed when his buddy was taken away for work the other day -- he was happy to work -- and that makes me very happy in return.

Because this is the best view in the entire world.

It got me thinking about where he and I have been and what we've done together (not much)... but days like that make me so grateful that I have a horse with a good brain. He is not an easy ride, or uncomplicated by any means... but he shows up for work and I can trust him. I know when I swing my leg over what kind of horse I'll have for the day.

It has not always been easy with him, for a myriad of reasons. He used to be god awful for the farrier and now he and I joke about that.

You've come a long way baby.

This is a horse who once, while being shod, freaked out so much in the cross ties that he peed, spooked, slipped in the pee while the farrier was holding his hoof and nearly fell over crushing him. Yesterday, the farrier already had him out standing quietly, and I literally held him for two minutes while he fit the shoe. Riley happily snoozed away.

Wild OTTB getting shod.

I deal with a lot of professionals these days, both horse dealers and sellers and I am constantly dumbfounded by people they have to interact with who do not appreciate the quality of a horse's mind. They think they know what they want in a horse and somehow get wooed by color, or movement, or height or pedigree overlooking the brain!

Tantrums & protesting

this can only mean one thing...

You guys remember that lovely, sweet, kind, tolerant OTTB that let me climb on him bareback a few weeks ago?

Anyone?

No? Me, either.

Mr. Irish Goodbye got his shoes back on last Wednesday and Thursday I came out to see how he looked and put him back into proper work. We've been equicising and lunging (as much as his feet could handle), so he's not completely out of work, as it were. He was great about being tacked up (though inevitably, he always gives the lunging surcingle the hairy eyeball). 

Wait. A. Second.

Buddy, the vacation is over. He felt like being lunged in the small paddock adjacent to the barn was absolutely criminal. All his friends had their heads hanging out the windows and it just WASN'T FAIR.

Oh boo hoo, Riley you expensive pet!

I'm sure I've gone on a rant about lunging before, but whether I'm being redundant or not, I like it as a tool for young/uncoordinated/unbalanced horses. Furthermore, I really like the pessoa. It really helped Riley find his balance at the canter (without his jockey flailing about) and improved his straightness tenfold. I usually start by lunging in both directions, w-t-c with no engagement from the system. Once the buttons are reinstalled and he's obedient, I engage the pessoa. I like the setting that encourages long and low, but you can set it up a myriad of ways for various things. It's always set so his nose can be several inches in front of vertical when he's not fighting himself. In the 2 years that I've owned him, I've never really had to get after him with the lunge whip, nor have I ever lunged him DOWN from exuberance/naughtiness, etc. In the past, I would simplify the task until he got his brain back and make sure I didn't fry his little soul or he would get offended and just shut down and it was useless to push him through it.

Gearing up, so to speak.

While winter beats on mercilessly in the Northeast, I've been starting to think about the year ahead for Riley and I. I have come up some some short-term goals but they are all contingent upon various things falling into place! Looking ahead for the next 4-6 weeks they look something like this:

*Leg Riley back up -- he's been on vacation for roughly 2 months and was ridden very lightly in November. We'll start road walking and hacking followed by some trot interval stuff before I ask him for anything proper.
*Move to new farm -- that's happening soon, so the transition period maybe interesting to say the least (more on this in a minute)
*Look at some clinics/shows to knock the dust off (tentatively, we are thinking maybe the end of April as a rough goal for a baby HT)
*Train him on the Equineciser (sp?) to work on a baseline of fitness even if the weather is bad -- this is going to be a very cool addition to his schedule!
*Re-introduce the Pessoa to help with his topline. He goes pretty well in this regardless, but I want him to have at least a little work under his belt before I ask him to work 'hard'.
*Get Riley's front shoes put back on at his next trim.

Treats go here.

In the footfalls of legends

Yesterday I moved Riley to a new farm. I'm sure if you've been following my blog for any period of time you're thinking... again? Yes, again. Our current place was only a temporary solution until we could find a barn to rent again. Despite being in one of the most horse-centric areas of the country we had a very difficult time trying to find a place. People flaked out at the last minute, didn't follow through with their promises and some places were just unfit for horses. While the amenities at the current place were great for the price (xc jumps, arena with super footing, hacking, etc) the circus atmosphere was a lot to deal with. That, and it just wasn't convenient for boarding a horse. We had to keep our stuff so far away from our horses that every time we wanted to tack up it became an ordeal, schlepping stuff all over to wherever our horse was cross-tied. That, and despite there being about 30 horses on the property, there were only two places to tack up and we had no access to a stall even if we needed one! We came across a fantastic opportunity that truly felt too good to be true. So the three of us (the two girls who rented the previous barn and I) decided to all go see this place together, meet the new owner and make a decision. It was a unanimous YES on all accounts...

What I didn't know, was that the farm was iconic. I'm not sure how long ago exactly, but the very famous Derry Meeting Farm came up for sale (if you don't feel like going to the link, Danzig and Storm Cat were both foaled there at the farm!!!). It was split into three separate parcels and each one was sold to a different owner. Erin Sylvester has one, I'm not sure who has the other, and we have the third (by we, I mean of course that a couple purchased the property and we are renting the barn)! So we drive up to the property and I immediately recognize the gates in all the fields. They are quite distinctively yellow with a large "V" shape in the middle. The barn is a modest bank barn in really good repair. It's unclear how long it was vacant for, but it was pretty cobwebby when we first looked at the place. This particular property was the broodmare farm, which would explain the gigantic stalls and sheds.

Inside of the barn, looking out the driveway. Riley's stall is the second on the left in this photo.

Despite being a little dusty, the place looked great. We were all a little wide-eyed looking around. It was just what we were looking for, 11 stalls, LOADS of turnout, sheds, access to the best hacking around and quiet. The woman that owns the property has a horse that she keeps in the area and ideally wanted to find a few people to run the barn and eventually she would like to move her horse over too. She's putting in a ring (hopefully in the next month, the contract has been signed -- we're just waiting for the company to finish up Erin's). She was pretty adamant about not wanting a boarding facility, nor does she want any real role in the barn operation, so she was just as thrilled to meet us. We were excited to know that she had a good friend who also wanted to move her horse there and we decided that the barn would be run as a co-op. We all really like the idea of shared responsibilities and a small co-op can be really effective if it's run correctly.

One of the "riding" fields. This is the view from the overhang on the side of the barn with dutch doors, looking out to Riley's turnout field. There's a large pond and a natural stream running through the whole property.

The stalls in the barn are HUGE. I think the smallest is 14' x 18'. Riley's is roughly 15' x 15' with a dutch door looking out over the property. The trickiest thing so far has been leveling the stall floors. They are clay based and were quite lumpy when we first looked at the place. We dragged out a bunch of family members yielding pick axes last weekend and tried to break up some of the old hay, pee, poop that was now like concrete. I worked on painting the newly made saddle racks and Breaking up the surface of the stall. It seriously looked like he took a jack-hammer to it. He wasn't removing any of it as he went along so I had to shovel it out in stages. The floor is looking quite a bit better, but we'll still need some sort of gravel or stone dust to level it out further and mats (down the road). I have a little more work to do on Sunday and then it will be good enough to bring him in at night until we get the other stuff sorted out. It's not a good long term solution, since cleaning stalls with dirt floors increases your costs of straw etc, but... baby steps.

So the barn was in almost ready state when we moved everyone in yesterday. You know, for someone who has only had a horse for 6 months I have certainly acquired SO much horse crap. We filled up the back of our Honda Fit, which holds a remarkable amount of cargo and I still had to put stuff in the trailer. I dragged a very reluctant Riley out of his field (ps. His Baker sheet is mostly intact) and threw him on the trailer. He was happy enough to oblige and chomp on hay. As we were loading the boys the two dog kennels surrounding the jump field were deafeningly loud. They were all hysterically barking and it made me feel so happy that we don't have to deal with that anymore (*I will miss the puppies). The new place is only 10 minutes away and the boys unloaded well. We stuck them in a small paddock together to take everything in and Riley put his head down into knee deep grass to graze.

I finished up organizing my stuff into my trunk... I bought one of these for in front of my stall -- seriously... a tack trunk for $68. It fits my saddle (though, I'm not keeping it in there) and 90% of my stuff. It even has a pull out tray that looks like a mini grooming box (I'm planning on keeping medical supplies in it). Eventually, I'd like to have a really tack trunk, but this is completely functional, has wheels, a handle and it locks!

Around 5 I took Riley down the road to his new turnout field which is roughly 20 acres. There's a catch pen at the bottom of it, which is great, as it was previously used for sorting cattle. He's going to be turned out daily with 3 other geldings and about 20 sheep! 

A photo from the real estate listing of one of the sheds. They are GIGANTIC.

I walked Riley up the hill so he could take everything in (Oh, I should mention he walked down the road landing heel-first and sound to his field, progress!) and un-clipped him at the shed and he wandered around with his turnout buddy. No shenanigans, no galloping, just two very happy horses. Phew.

View from Riley's field looking back to the barn (future xc course to be built in the field to the right of the barn in this photo). Not too shabby?

I'll try to take some better pictures this weekend. All of these fields have wide hacking lanes in between them as well as along the perimeter of each field. It could take you an hour to hack around the whole place (at least). While I'm eager for the ring to built, this is a perfect scenario for Riley's winter plan. Hacking, good footing, and lots of turnout with 12 hours of stall time a day to rest. I think we're going to like it here (and the plan is to stay for a very, very long time!) For reference, this parcel of land is located between Phillip Dutton's and Boyd's place!

I won't be out until Sunday, but I'm hoping to get lots done and still have time to saddle him up and go for a hack. Stay tuned!

*If I was ever in a position to take on another project horse, this place would be perfect.
**I'm not.
***Keep me away from CANTER MidAtlantic... I just found another AP Indy grand-baby for a steal.

what a dumb week

**EDIT: more barn drama following this, stay tuned for part III**

This week has been filled with some serious ups and downs. Sometimes I really think that life likes to kick you when you are down. Don't worry, we're okay, Riley is okay (actually, better than okay), it's just been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week.

Looking very cheeky this morning

I'll keep the recap strictly to horse stuff so as not to get too off track. First of all, the farm owner from the place we were moving to backed out two days ago (VIA TEXT). Seriously? This is not online dating, it's real estate you jackass. We also found out that he gave the current tenant one week to move out on a whim. So sounds like we dodged a bullet on that one. But that leaves us homeless/barnless... Luckily the girls found ANOTHER barn that will work just fine. It's actually even closer to us 40-45 mins vs. 1 hour and it's right down the road from the place I looked at on my own... which means... ALL THE HACKING. There's also apparently a gallop track there and it's across the street from a really nice facility so we're going to see if we can use their ring from time to time. The barn doesn't sound as nice as the other one, but the owners are doing a lot to get in good shape for us (including power-washing the whole thing). Hopefully, the details will be smoothed out and the horses can moved over this weekend (they can live outside for a few days -- there are two huge pastures with sheds) and we can get settled in. The long weekend should certainly help give us a chance to unpack, get organized and let the horses get used to their new surroundings. Ugh, I hate not knowing what's going on!

In other news, slightly more uplifting, after a week without a shoe and a soak, wrap, soak, wrap routine for most of it, Riley never popped an abscess. Awesome farrier P came yesterday and he put the hoof testers back on Riley (to which he reacted violently to a week ago) and got nary a reaction, save for the inside heel (but nothing too dramatic). He opted to put leather pads and shoes on him with magic cushion underneath. He was jogged on concrete and said to look really good and only slightly off, then E put him on the lunge and trotted him in both directions and she said that although he started off tentatively (he's been protecting that hoof for months now, can you blame him) he did a beautiful extended trot both ways! Hooray. So $100 later, he's (that thing that rhymes with round) again. I went out this morning to feed and pack up m tack etc and put him in the arena to do another soundness check (*though, based on the galloping he did to come in for breakfast, I needn't have worried).

He's looking very good and feeling very good too! His trot looks even and cadenced, thank the Lord! Also, we was being a bit lazy as you can see in the video, but I don't really believe in chasing him with the lunge whip. I can't wait to get all moved in and start hacking all over the place. Time for him to lose that belly. Also, I switched his supplements up slightly, he's still getting Farrier's Formula (double strength) but I swapped his Platinum Performance Skin and Allergy for Smartpak's Horse Shine Ultra (very similar ingredients and more flax), I'll let you know how it goes.

ps. I'm on day 22 of Whole30, and I'm hanging in there. It's actually been much easier than I thought and I haven't cheated at all (okay, I did buy organic bacon from Trader Joes that has turbinado sugar in it). I've been sleeping way better, and even though this week has been enormously stressful, I've been able to channel that energy elsewhere (for now). My gut feels healthier, my clothes fit wayyy better, and overall I feel renewed.

Oh yea, I think he might be going through a bit of a growth spurt. It doesn't help that he's totally standing here all derpy.

Holy butt high allofasudden.