Join Date: May 2011
Location: Chino Valley, AZ
Sooooooooo...we went on our trail ride today! My friend that boards at the same barn wasn't able to go with us because she has been having serious issues with her gelding and decided to have his teeth floated to see if that helps and it was do it today or wait until after our ride, but with the way he's been, she didn't want it to spoil the ride. Anyway, my other friend trailered her quarab gelding out to the trailhead a half mile from our barn and Aires and I walked down there to meet her (I hand-walked him because it's all right next to the road, which is pretty busy...he was good, but we did have a few "OMG! WTH?! We're all going to DIE, Mom!" moments that I was glad I was on the ground for).
Anyway, got to the trailhead and mounted up, then started off. Aires started off in the lead, but he didn't like it and was doing his slow draft horse plod, so my friend passed us and took the lead (her horse is 16 and is fine leading or following, so it worked). We had a few "close calls" with some hikers and runners, but Aires did really well, especially considering we were on an unfamiliar trail for half of it. Aires decided he was two today and had never seen a person on foot before because every time we passed a hiker (usually they'd step off the trail to let us pass, which was nice), he would walk around them like "What are you? Are you going to eat me?!" all ears up and ready to bolt. The only "major" issue we had on the way out was when a runner came up behind us and I couldn't turn to see what was making Aires so nervous (my shoulder was sooo stiff today).
So, we got out to these corrals by the trail and decided to have lunch. We went into the corrals and were just going to take of the horses' bridles and let them graze, but Aires decided that he wanted to roll. After chasing him up three or four times, I decided to just take off his saddle and let him have a roll. Bad idea. The corrals are full of these little burr things and I didn't realize it until after he had rolled! Oh well, he was happy and I got most of them off. He was being a nosy nut while we were eating and kept trying to climb into our laps to see what we had.
Finally got the burrs off him well enough to get him saddled again and went to mount up (using a convenient rock because the bugger is getting so tall). Apparently Mom trying to mount equals "Let's walk off into this bush" because I didn't even get my foot in the stirrup and he started to walk forward. I kept hold of the reins, but hopped down from the rock and somehow Aires ended up in the middle of a bush bigger than he was, almost on his knees. So, I backed him out of the bush and we set off down the trail to find a better rock to mount from. A half dozen tries later, I finally asked my friend to hold him so I could mount (he kept moving away as I'd try to get my foot in the stirrup). After I got mounted, Aires walked off and was soooooooooo not listening. I tried to get him to stop so we could wait for my friend (who had to get back on her horse after holding Aires so I could get on) and he absolutely would not listen, not even to a one-rein stop. So, we did figure eights until our friend caught up and took the lead again (with the way he was acting--like he wanted to RUN--I didn't trust Aires in the lead). The whole way home Aires kept trotting at the most random times. At least it was his smooth, you-can-sit-it-forever trot, not his "I'm a bouncy 2yo" trot.
Anyway, we got to the big rocks that were our nemesis on our first ride and that's where we had our MAJOR issue of the day. Tam and Wendy went down first and Wendy stopped Tam at the bottom of the rocks to praise him (apparently Tam is afraid of heights and going down rocks, so him going down on his own without Wendy having to walk him was a major accomplishment). She didn't leave enough room for us to get down, really, and Aires was being ALL impatient and not listening and headed down anyway. So, I reined him in about halfway down (there's two kind of rock "steps") so Wendy could move (which she didn't, BTW) and apparently that pissed Aires off because next thing I know, he crow hops off the rock and lands almost on Tam's back end. Tam threw him a little "Hey! Watch it!" buck and Aires retaliated with a "Make me!" attitude buck. It didn't help that later, as we were going up this pretty steep, but short hill (maybe 10-15 feet high, but at a maybe 70 degree angle), Wendy stopped Tam just off the crest of the hill, which made Aires half to stop not all the way onto the crest of the hill, which pissed him off royally.
All in all it was a very good ride. I have pics. They will be in my picture thread momentarily.
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