Viva Carlos Blog Hop: Naivete

What horse related or equestrian related piece of knowledge did you believe was true for an extended period of time that turned out to not be true?

I guess it's time I air my dirty laundry of stupid horse knowledge that isn't real. 

I basically though Ries was the best most majykal hunter

When I first started riding "hunters" I was taught to see-saw to no end. "Get his head down! See-saw!". Also, slack in the reins was a good thing. Oh and to lunge a horse that wouldn't "get his head down" while under saddle, I was taught to take a western bridle, run the reins under the chest, bring them up and over the top of the withers, and tie them in a knot. Then lunge them until the sun sets. 

This poor dude suffered my see-sawing and poor lunging skills

Luckily, my new dressage knowledge doesn't leave me like a hopeless freak. And seeing A rated hunters ride (instead of the unrated circuit I showed on as a kid) with contact, makes me happy that hunter rider's aren't actually dumb, I was just taught to be a dumb one. 

Such a saint, hes still a happy pony today! I'll have to write more about him!

And my last ungodly stupid knowledge was related to bits. I was taught the more breaks in the bit the more severe it was. So basically, Waterfords were of the devil. When I first worked at a tack store here in Idaho, I cringed so hard at the first girl who bought one. I didn't understand why everyone wasn't buying a single jointed snaffle. Sorry girl I gave dirty looks to who bought that Waterford (in fact, this was Alyssa, and I was MORTIFIED when I found out that I was the stupidest judgmental Californian-turned Idahoan that existed when we became friends). 

Throwback Thursday: Hunter Jumper Dreams

The single jumping picture of a baby cross rail is so vomit inducing I couldn't share it. But hey we looked pretty cute on the flat! There is a jump chute in my indoor currently and because Ries loves jumping I thought he'd have fun going through it. Instead he was terrified by the poles and could barely walk over the teeny cross rail. It was really pathetic. But he followed me like a puppy dog walking through the poles in the chute afterwords and I let him have snacks for being a brave pony. 

Hopefully someday soon we will be flying over fences..

Throwback: bad photography

So I recently discovered my old Flickr account (I thought I was a budding photographer). And since I have not that many fun ideas of posts, we're gunna do a few series of "throwback" posts because looking at baby Mic and baby Ries is very entertaining (I think).

So starting out with Ries right when I got him(2009). 

1) Such dark, so many dapples

2) THOSE TOES *cringing* (pretty sure it was the last owner's farrier's job atleast?)

3) he is just built so differently. Going to have to do some comparative posts. 

Throwback Thursday

Circa 2011. Right when I got my Pessoa saddle and wasn't a total puss about jumping. P.S. I hope you all enjoy my super awesome face in all of these lol.