In my experience, coaches in my area don't understand anything that has to do with horses. I just moved to a new barn, and my boyfriend was watching a 'trainer' give a lesson in the arena while I was riding my horse in the field next to it. The 'trainer' was riding the girl's horse and didn't even have her diagonals right! How can you call yourself a trainer when you don't even know the basics?
The next day, the girl's mom came up and started talking to me. She seemed to know what she was talking about, until she mentioned a horse for sale. I had seen an ad for it hanging up at the barn, so I said, "oh, you mean that palmomino in there :points
" She goes, "Well, he's in that barn, but he's not a palomino. He's way too big to be a palomino. He might have a little bit in him, but he's definitely not a purebred palomino." I chalked it up to her just being a typical non-horsey mom who's trying to learn about horses for her daughter's sake.
Then I saw how her daughter rides. Wow. Her and her friend were there together, and her friend had her horse tied up while she went to the bathroom or something. Her horse started backing up and trying to rear, and the girl was just sitting on her horse watching the other horse freak out and not doing anything about it! She finally got off her horse and untied it right as her friend was coming out.
Then they started to really ride. There was a kid in a golf cart in the field next to the arena, trying to herd some steer into a pen. He was having trouble getting them into the pen, so I asked him if he wanted help. He said 'sure,' so the two girls and I went into the field. Naturally, I (in my english saddle, on my Percheron who has only been at this ranch for a week and who has only been under saddle for 2 months) go around the herd, but the two stupid girls (on their quarter horses who "do western pleasure, reining, barrel racing, and herd cows") go right into the middle of the herd, splitting them up and making them even harder to get into the pen.
After trying multiple times to get them to actually help out, rather than just ride around like idiots while gossiping, the guy told them to go stand by the pen and not move. They got the steers to go towards the pen, but a few of them started running back towards the field. One of the girl's horses spooked because a steer was running at it, and she almost fell off, so she decided to leave. The other girl decided that being a 'real cowgirl' wasn't nearly as fun without her friend, so she left too.
I stayed and managed to help out a little. I got 2 out of the 5 (actually 6, but one got away. I'll explain that later) into the pen, and I left when even the guys gave up on catching the other 20 or 30. They had gotten 3 of them into the pen, then had to get them into a chute connected to it. I was standing with my horse lengthwise in the open gate, blocking them in. One of the steer was like "screw this, I'm getting the hell out of here and nothing's going to stop me." He started coming towards us, but I thought he would stop once he realized my horse wasn't going to move. Instead, he ran towards her back end and somehow managed to squeeze between her and the gate, which was maybe
a 2 foot opening. I was expecting my horse to freak out when the steer bumped her as he was going by, or even as she saw him getting close to her back end, but she didn't even flinch! She just stood there and didn't even shift her weight the slightest bit.
When I left, the girls were in the arena running barrels. Of course, neither one of them could get their horses on the right leads, and they even knew they were on the wrong ones! They kept saying how their horses were on the wrong leads around the second barrel, or the third barrel, or coming back, or whenever, but I guess actually asking their horse to switch leads is too hard, because it takes more effort than just complaining about their horses.
Yea, sorry for the long rant. But I definitely agree, most trainers don't understand training. For the longest time, I thought that you asked for a canter with your "inside leg, outside rein," because that's what my 'trainer' at the time told me was the cue for it.