Headed out to the arena last evening Harley dressed in his dressage garb. Didn't even longe him. Heck, I was in jeans.. and we were only going to walk.
A good ten minutes in, he tucked his head, lifted his back, and started a nice working walk. So I asked him to trot. Zooma Zoom! Forward, and while not bending on a single circle I sent him out on, he was forward and obedient. Lots of circles, serpentines, and general squiggly lines. I wasn't going to work him, only walk. Then, I had a solid, relaxed, bent around the circles horse. Hmm..
So we cantered a tiny bit. He started those stiff too, wanting to only barrel away down the long sides. NOT what I had in mind. Frustrating, in fact. That only lead to a little more canter until he was moderately bent, and I believed his mind was at least on the circles. Back to trot.
More good working trot circles, rounded and behaved. I sat a while, he gave lightly. I resumed posting, still quiet. A total 40 minutes of a submissive, quiet horse. Imagine my surprise when I dismounted and checked my time to see I'd been up there that long. Harley had more in him.. but my blue jean rubbed legs sure didn't.
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