The horses are finally living out – hurrah! Although I’ve had them in for the odd night of heavy rain (yes, I know I’m too soft), they are now out full-time, which means fewer stable duties. It does, however, mean more paddock maintenance and, boy, do we have a lot of that? The weeds are loving the growing conditions, so keeping on top of them is proving a challenge!
We have also had to wait for the ground to dry up to start repairing fencing. So, one sunny afternoon me and the other half had to spend time reinforcing a bit of the river perimeter fence in the other summer paddock, ready for the horses to move into, as the grass was shooting up. We had to make almost a barricade between the fence and the river after Freya’s escapade a few weeks ago, as I didn’t fancy fishing her out of the river if she decided to have one of her moments!
Autumn went on a lovely hack in the sunshine with our new pal in the next village. It was so nice to be out in the sun exploring more lanes (even if we did get spooked by a herd of alpacas from behind a hedge). She is really enjoying her semi-retirement and exploring new areas with a new horsey pal, and it is doing her the world of good.
Bob’s back doing lessons again, which is great. I did have to point out to my instructor that he was getting a bit bored with constant flat work. So, I was introducing more poles, as the last thing I want is for him to go sour in the school. We adapted our lesson to have canter poles all down the long side of the arena, followed by two raised ones on a short side. He absolutely loved it and was so enthusiastic!
We had one meltdown when I wouldn’t let him gallop round, which consisted of a bunny hop, then a good few circles of some beautiful half-passing and hind leg action. My instructor, who has a dressage horse, was even jealous of his moves! There’s not a chance I could get him to repeat it if I asked him to do the moves, though.
Next month, I’m looking at what’s happening around us to see what I can get him out to, as I need to bite the bullet and just go for it now. There’s a new riding club forming up the road from us too, so I’m hoping a few shows pop up which I can get him and Freya out to soon.
Freya is going through a stubborn stage at the moment where, if she doesn’t want to do anything, she just stops and refuses to move. It only lasts a minute or so, but it’s like a mini-protest from her. We will work through it, though, and she is getting better each day.
She has managed more poles being included in her pole work and is building muscle and condition well. She has started to show a bit of foot soreness on the hard ground/concrete so, although we have tried, I think she may have to have shoes on, at least on the front. The farrier is coming next week, so we will do a full check and see what is best for her.
Keep an eye on your paddocks. Even though I had cleared one, when I went to recheck it, thanks to all this warm weather, I found a number of sycamore seedlings that had sprouted from nowhere. Unfortunately, they are still lurking in our grass!
Once again I threw Arlo in at the deep end, affiliating him purely for the Arena UK second round show, and once again he pulled it out the bag. How lucky am I to have such a wonderful little horse? We haven’t really competed this year. I don’t really compete over the winter, and also my horsebox was away for repairs up until the beginning of June, so I had no transport even if I’d wanted to.
With the dry ground we don’t seem to be having much luck with shoes, as little madam managed to pull both her front shoes off within 12 hours the other day! We entered the arena with two shoes on for a schooling session and left it with one missing (took about an hour to find it). Then that afternoon, as I went to put some hoof ointment on, I looked down and had to double take, thinking I was looking at the wrong hoof. But, no, the other shoe was missing too.
After having a long wait and some lunch at the onsite café, it was time to get ready for the Joan Wolfe Overall Supreme Shetland Pony Championship. I got changed out of my usual showing outfit into black trousers and a maroon top with white spots, as you are expected to be a bit more “bling” in the evening.
We were all set to go for our next outing, and were super excited. That was until I heard the dreaded clunk of a loose shoe! I checked it over, praying it wasn’t too loose, but, nope, it was going to need a refit.