He finally said I could today so I pounced on it.
He has his horses on about 2 1/2 open acres. I figured it might be a little tough to catch said gelding so I grabbed his halter and proceeded onward. Boy, let me tell you. That horse did NOT want to be caught. What I figured to be 5 minutes of cat and mouse turned into 45 minutes of trying to catch a grease-slicked weasel. I kept telling myself that it'll only be harder the next time to catch him so I might as well stick with it.
So towards the end of our chase, my friend says "You might as well quit. You're not going to catch him."
About 5 minutes later I was standing next to the horse, and I had looped the lead rope around his neck so I could have a little more control if he decided to run off while I put the halter on him. He braced against it for a moment and took a few steps sideways but that was all the fight he had left.
As I haltered the gelding, I heard my friend say to another friend that was out there, "look! She actually caught him!" I don't think I've ever had a bigger smile on my face.
After I had him haltered, I worked on backing, turning and yielding hindquarters in hand. My friend just stood there amazed that I was able to do this. After about 10 minutes of easy groundwork, I had him all tacked up and off we went!
I was beaming as to what I'd just done. A year ago, I couldn't walk a horse on a lead properly and here I was, riding this horse that took me more than an hour to catch and get on.
So there's my feel good moment of the day. Makes me happy and proud of myself that I could do that!
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