My fatty boy is back into the snaffle bit for the foreseeable future. He's officially outgrown every curb bit in my tack room so I'm currently talking to a bit maker about getting a custom curb built for him. It would be easier and cheaper to buy one that's mass produced, but I've not seen a draft sized curb bit yet that wasn't utter junk
Anyway, he's continued to be a total rock star about everything. Our rides this winter have been very sporadic and mostly consisted of me hopping on bareback in a halter and plodding around the countryside or around town. The other day when I put him back into the snaffle, I decided to see how much he remembered about being an actual working saddle horse LOL. Worked on his stops and bending and sidepasses and rollbacks. It's like he never stopped being "schooled". Super soft in my hands, responsive to my legs, and reacts as quickly as his big clunky body will let him
Approaching the "big, scary" flapping neon sign in the ditch. He was looky and he snorted a few times, but I didn't even have to take the slack out of the reins to keep him on track.
Goober, as I asked him to walk on past, he didn't even bother to go around it. He just sort of walked right over the top of it *shakes head* LOL.
And back in his snaffle, ready for a ride. Lead him toward the "mounting block" and he positions himself perfectly and then just stands there waiting on me to get on.
And I think he's tired of the wind like I am
And I'm beginning to wonder if he's hitting another growth spurt. I don't remember him being that downhill
. I really hope not, 16.2 is plenty dang tall...
And this is exactly why I'm having some 10 foot split reins made for him. Those are 8 footers and I can't stand having them that short LOL. I like a lot of drape and a lot of tail and with him, I have to choose one or the other...so the tails are always getting tangled in my rope or blown up across my drape between my hand and his mouth.