The Strength and Fragility of Horses

Annie

My riding lesson today was a test of strength-- emotional strength, mental strength and physical strength.
There was once a horse named Annie. I knew her for only a year, but rode her fairly consistently throughout that entire year. There reached a point when I would go to the stable and not have to ask who I was riding, I just had to get her out. She was strong and skinny and imperfect, but she was also spirited and graceful (most of the time) and fun.

I feel so lucky to have gotten to watch and ride her throughout the year. We both grew so much. When I first started riding her, we had communication problems. she was quick towards the jumps and strong against the bit. I was nervous, I'm still a nervous rider but I was way worse. When my instructor would ask me to do something I'd think "Well okay Jimmy, if you think I can." Annie helped me harden up my confidence and my "Okay, we're going to do this" attitude. By the end of our time together it was almost like we could read each others' minds (as long as I was being decisive). We were doing courses where before we could hardly do a single line. We went from only starting canters over a small jump to starting canters on the rail (That was a big deal). In fact, I even saw a rider canter her over a jump. I was so proud of her, she was very mannerly. She was even starting to work with more beginner adult riders. She was like a completely different horse. The best part was her personality change. She was a bit stingy when she first arrived but by the end of her stay at the stables she was quite a bit more affectionate, (although I'm not sure she always wanted to admit it), accepting hugs and kisses and coos. She just seemed generally happier. (Actually, I seem to remember riding her for a while where she'd duck out of turns and corners, which was rather alarming, but by the end of our year together I don't think she was doing that at all, so I don't really remember if I'm mixing her up with another horse...)

I was different too. I was a bit bossier and a bit more confident. I didn't just point a horse at a jump and ride through whatever happened, I was more involved in the approach and the away. I learned to have a presence, so that whether I was on the ground or in the saddle Annie didn't forget I was there. (Sometimes when I'd lead her she'd try to lead me, for example). I know she taught me a lot more than I probably know and I know this because every year I look back at where I was a year before and I cannot believe how much I've grown as a rider. When I think of myself pre-Annie and now, I can't believe it.

Annie was an old horse and the lessons were hard on her, but through wonderful luck, or fate or whatever, Annie was reunited with her original owner and able to spend her pasture days with her. Unfortunately, Annie slipped on ice and broke her leg. Today she was put down because of that injury. I know that death was mercy for her, and would not wish life on her for my sake. This is not the first horse who I have ridden and known to die. Plus just in general, I know animals and people die. But still it is sad. And today I am sad, not because she died but because I miss her.

So much personality!

What amazes me the most, is the fragility of horses. Horses seems so strong. I certainly bore witness to their strength today with Captain when he (for the lack of a better phrase) took off, and I pulled and pulled and pulled and thought "This isn't going to work, he can't even feel me pulling, he could just keep going and going and there would be nothing I could do," (In retrospect, I wonder if I should've pulled him in a circle. I feel like somewhere once I learned that when a horse takes off you should try to make them go in a tight circle because they can't do tight circles all that quickly. I thought momentarily while I was leaning back and pulling that I should make him do a circle, but I wasn't sure I would stay on if he suddenly spun so I thought maybe straight was a better option.) But also, horses are very, very fragile. A broken leg can end a horses life, pretty easily it seems. Or make them completely un-rideable. Most of the health problems I've seen in horses have been in the leg or hoof region. Legs and hooves seem very fragile to me. So much strength on such delicate pedestals. It's good to be reminded of that occasionally, I think.

As far as my lesson with Captain today goes: I was definitely startled when he got... energetic. And when I felt powerless to get him to stop, it was scary. The fact that you're riding a living, breathing, thought producing, emotion feeling, opinionated and clever animal is what makes riding magical, precarious, beautiful, scary, comforting. And I was basically asking for it. Here was Captain, pissy because I had him on a tight rein (Major lesson today, difference between a tight and short rein) and he had earplugs in, which he doesn't really like. Plus it's spring jitters time and there were scary motorcycles. We were plodding along and I thought "this horse has no energy, he needs energy, we're supposed to be cantering" well... got what I asked for. And it's not like I wasn't forewarned about that happening. From Jimmy, and from Captain himself. I just had never experienced it. (Now that I have, it's like, totally cool now for the future... maybe?) I handled it okay, so that was good. (Major lesson 2, I don't really think I'm that good of a rider, and that's holding me back a bit. I still consider myself a beginner.) I still was very startled, which made me cry. I don't do well with surprise. It's a little embarrassing but, it happens. And it doesn't happen all the time. Actually, I was doing pretty good at holding back tears during the lesson, but I was already holding back tears from news about Annie, then we started riding so I didn't think about it. Then the thing with Captain happened and I was like "I did good, it's good, every things good. Except Annie's accident and impending euthanasia." then it was all over. Thanks memory for your impeccable timing.

But I've never had a lesson where I haven't learned something and today was no different. In fact, today was jammed packed with strong in your face important lessons. (It was tiring). Luckily, I've never had an experience where I've thought "I don't want to ride horses anymore." This isn't the first time I've dealt with horses that do something that intimidates me. In fact, it's not even the first time a horse has decided to go for an unwarranted run. Sometimes I'm a little apprehensive about riding that same horse again. But I'll still ride them and I'll still ride. Mostly because I can't imagine a life not riding now that I am. And really the thing that gets hurt the most is my pride because whatever I did to cause whatever, or to not handle whatever or whatever, is a little embarrassing. In any case, today's lesson with Captain reminded me a lot of what I learned from Annie. I think as I ride Captain I'm going to need some of that attitude I had with Annie. I think I've softened up a bit. But also a lot of understanding that I learned with Annie and Roanie, and really all horses way back to my very first lesson on Gracie. Attitude, but still understanding that horses have feelings too. Leadership and horsemanship. It always seemed to me that riding was more about balance than strength.

R.I.P. Annie <3

Why Horseback Riding is a Sport

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Recently, I've had a lot of people approach me after learning that I ride horses and say, "I don't understand why horseback riding is an Olympic sport, it's not that hard and the horses do all the work." Where I immediately ask, "Have you ever ridden a horse?" and they say, "Once, when I was like, ten, but a lot of horseback riders are overweight so it can't be that hard." So I'm going to give my thoughts on this in an informative and hopefully non-ranty manner.

I'm going to address the overweight comment right away. There are overweight people doing all sports. Just because you see someone ride a horse who happens to be over weight, doesn't mean anything. If you saw an overweight person play football (both footballs) or baseball or whatever, you wouldn't suddenly think that it's not hard to play. You'd just assume that that person happens to be overweight. It also depends on how serious of a rider that person is. If they only ride once a week, and that is their only exercise, they probably will be overweight. Riding everyday is extremely expensive. Whether you pay someone to ride their horse, or have your own horse, or you lease a horse, riding every day can cost you thousands a month.
It's also important to consider the difference between sport and recreation. A person can shoot hoops but never play basketball, they can play catch but never play baseball. Similarly, someone can get on a horse and dink around without actually choosing a riding related sport.
But I have not seen an Olympic rider who is obese. I think where people also go wrong is that some Olympic riders are much older than the contestant of other Olympic sports. This isn't because the sport is easy, it is because the sport takes years to get a grip of. I've been riding for over six years and I know that I'm still getting the basics down. And not because I'm inept, because I ride with people who have ridden longer than I, rather because knowledge in the sport is measured in years and decades.

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 Of course, I speak about English riding only. I rode Western for one summer and I don't really know anything about it. And in this post I'm focusing on the Olympics. The Equestrian Olympics actually involves three different sports, all under the English riding style: Dressage, Show Jumping, and Eventing.
Show Jumping: At it's very basics, show jumping is a test of strength, dexterity and speed. The riders and horses jump over obstacles in an arena as fast as they can without knocking down poles. If they knock down poles or the horse refuses to jump, they receive time penalties. There is also a time limit, and penalties for going over the time limit.
Dressage: Dressage at it's basics is a dance. It is a routine done to music. The riders tell the horses what to do without any noticeable movement, so it seems like the horse is reading the rider's mind. The movements of the horse replicate how they move when they are at play in the field without a rider on their backs.
Eventing: Eventing involves three events, Show Jumping, Dressage, and Cross Country. So it really requires a well rounded horse. Cross Country is a show of stamina. It is similar to show jumping, however it takes place along a vast outdoor track and the jumps resemble more natural looking objects. Cross country courses also involve multiple routes that riders can choose between.

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I know from experience that riding is hard, because of the way my muscles feel afterwards. Horseback riding is a full body sport. It takes your core muscles, back muscles, leg muscles, arm muscles, plus these weird muscles on the inside of your thigh that you just don't really ever use any other time. It is also mentally challenging. You have to think about all your body parts, what you're doing, what you'll do next,what the horse may or may not do and how you are going to respond that what they do. The horse is the thing that is so unique and challenging to the sport. You not only have to think about what you are doing, but how the horse is as well. Horses are not machines, they have opinions on what you are doing and they may not love it like you do.

Riding is a mixture of art and sport, much like dancing. The only difference is that dancing is considered an art and riding is considered a sport (by some people). (Also I suppose gymnastics applies as well.) But they have a lot in common:
-They both take years to learn, at least in my opinion.
-They require the whole body.
-The point of them is to look as easy as possible and be graceful.
-Appearance matters during competitions. 
-The Judging at competitions is very particular and harsh.
-It is both a team sport and a singular sport at the same time.

I wish everyone would try to ride a horse a few times in their adult lives. I remember the first time I rode a horse I was extremely sore and I barely did anything. I feel if people just went on a trail ride and came away from that sore, when all they did was walk or trot around, and still woke up the next morning sore, that they might respect the sport riders who actually pull their weight in the ride. After all, you can't just sit on a horse and expect them to do everything. Look at the show jumping picture, her butt's not on the horse at all. That is not because it's a big jump, that is little jumps too. (To be honest, when you just sit on the horse as they go over the jump, it's very unpleasant to them and they start to hate you.).

So that is my two cents worth. (Trust me, I could give you five dollars worth but I think it'd be a bit tiresome). I think everyone should ride a horse at some point in their lives. Horses and humans have so much history. I know many people are afraid of horses, but I think there is a lot that horses can teach people. Plus then people might realize that horseback riding is a hardcore sport! 

Moulettes Lyrics

This video was posted on some lovely blog that I can't quite remember which at the moment, and got me hooked onto the band, Moulettes. It really is an enchanting band that I'd highly recommend, one of my current favorites. However, looking around I noticed quickly that it is extremely hard to dig up lyrics for their songs. (This song "Devil of Mine" excluded.)

I was surprised as I had imagined people would be all over working out the lyrics of such pretty songs. I find lyrics just as if not more important than the chords. I definitely think that they both have to be good to feed off of each other and create a great song, so its something my ear pays attention to and something I look up. I caught myself thinking, "Someone should really sit down and listen to the songs and try to piece out lyrics" And then I found myself thinking, "Someone should stop wishing others would do things she can do herself."

I would love for the band and songwriter(s) themselves to post lyrics someday, because by ear there will always be some mistakes, somethings lost, but I thought until then I could give it a go and share them for anyone else who has been searching for the lyrics as I have. The first one I did was "Horses for Hearses" (fitting, don't you think?) which is an easier song to listen to and jot down words in my opinion. (And short). I swear I ran across these somewhere else, but I can't redig them up. I'm not claiming these are perfect. I transcribed from their album, but I could only find a live video.

Horses for Hearses:

When you look around you I assure you I will be there

Shouting like the curses, this is the worst thing we’ll have to bare

Loneliness lives in corners, she is carted by despair

She is spooked by sudden noises. She is haunted on the stair

Sing me handsome verses, raise you voices, play your share

Hold on to the horses and good fortune meet your prayer

Bring her milk and honey, bathe her wounds and stroke her hair

Hush my little darling, lull your worries, have no care,

Spurn your shadowed lover, all is rusted beyond repair

You shall find your kingdom and a set of wings to wear!

(Dun, dun, dada da, dun, dun, dada da, dun…)

Sing me handsome verses, raises your voices, play you share

Shouting like the curses this is the worst thing we’ll have to bare (x2)

If you find all the lyrics posted somewhere, please I'd love the link. Also feel free to post any corrections if your ear is better than mine. 

Cogs, Gears and... Stirrups?

Tonight's post is about mechanical horses. No, we're not talking about carousels or coin operated machines, we are talking mobile, engine powered machines. Let us start with a few examples throughout history:

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(1933 but possibly before 1915) I wanted to start this one because even though it isn't engine powered, or mobile, it is one of the earliest I came across in my research. I even found rumors that they were used as early as WWI. The picture describes the use for these wooden horses better than I would.

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(1925) While this is a modern picture, the mechanical horse in the above photograph was (U.S.) President Calvin Coolidge's. It was said that he was allergic to horses and that the machine was given to him as a gag gift, but after he rode it on a dare he found out he absolutely loved it. He was said to ride it often and even took it home with him after his presidency. It supposedly had four gaits.

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(1933) This was the earliest metal one I came across, it's for children and is claimed to have worked. Visually, it is not screaming horse, however it would've presented great technological possibilities and imaginations.

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 (1947) The last two pictures are a magazine article about "Blowtorch" who is a very successful mechanical horse. While it still looks slightly off, it looks much more like a horse than the previous one. I know it's a bit a text, but I'd suggest reading the article, I personally thought it was fairly interesting.

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(1951) This picture is actually of the 1954 version, however it did not change much over the years outwardly. It was said to work fairly well, especially on brick and to be strong enough to pull an man. It is small but realistic and has four gaits, not to mention that fact that it pulls a cart behind it.

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(1982 was first developed) The Equicizer is the machine shown above. The first is the earlier, standard version while the bottom was a modified version actually use for shooting a few scenes in the movie "Seabiscuit." While not mobile and only partially realistic, the Equicizer is a good machine to end off on as useful, modern, mechanical horses. These horses are used in teaching, rehabilitating and therapy.

This leads beautifully into the next focus of the post, my personal opinion on mechanical horses. I have a fairly basic standpoint when it comes to them, especially as a tool in the actual riding of horses. I see their usefulness in rehabilitating injured riders, and as therapy in multiple areas, however I simply do not agree that they would be especially useful for many aspects of learning how to ride. Especially if the rider is just a beginner. Machines have a set way of doing things, they are predictable. Horses on the other hand are not predictable, they are creatures who think, who have fears and likes/dislikes. I believe it is unfair to have a rider get use to a machine and then throw them on an actual animal.
Also, riding is a partnership. Relationships and trust must be formed between the horse and rider; and the rider must understand that horses might disagree with what you're asking them to do. I believe it is important for riders early on to understand that sometimes horses will be confused on what you want them to do, sometimes horses will get spooked and jump or takeoff, sometimes a horses gait will be disjointed and that riders should learn early on how to take care of these things. Machines don't make mistakes, so there is nothing to to fix.
Riders also must learn early on to anticipate their horses flaws. Every horse will have something that they don't want to do and some way to get out of it. Some, for example, will go around jumps or refuse them, others only like going clockwise or counter-clockwise, some will be aggressive towards other horses or horse reflections, some will tend to get antsy and speed up or prance in place. It is the job of the rider to proactively keep these from happening. Machines do not have flaws.
Keeping in mind that I see strong advantages in rehabilitation and therapy, I ultimately believe that riding is a team sport, and while the team involves only you and the horse, it is still a unit that learns and grows together.

On an end note, don't forget to check the results of my giveaway to see if you were one of the lucky winners!

A Book and a Rant

 School has been keeping me very busy lately, we were doing homework for the next semester before we had even finished finals. However I am going to try to get a post in once a week. Probably a 'middle-of-the-night post'' like this one. However, this post has two parts to it, as the title suggests, so onto the first!

Apropos... Horses and Riders by Hans Senn (edited by Nell Kromhout)
This book is short, 50 or so pages if you include the introduction. It's filled with a bunch of small phrases and tips that is not only immensely useful for your skills as a rider, but also applicable to your everyday life. I read this book before my riding lesson and choose a few of the tips to work on as I ride. I am not sure how it'd translate for western riders, since I believe it is targeted towards English. The only downside to my tired midnight rave about this book is that I have heard it is getting increasingly harder to find. I  love this little black book. I highly highly recommend that you track down this book if you are an equestrian. In fact, I am so fond of this book that I am going to start putting quotes from it at the bottom of posts if any corresponds.

The second part of my post is more of a rant. Horses are constantly learning every single time we ride them or work with them. They don't speak our language, they have to figure out what we want them to do. Not only do they learn of what they are suppose to do, but also what their rider will allow them to get away with. So it bothers me to no end when I see a rider get lectured about a bad habit that forms quickly and is difficult to fix but then allow their horse to form this bad habit outside of their lesson. Horses do not know the difference between a lesson and playing around; especially when you are doing the same exercise, in the same arena, only in your lesson you don't let them do the bad habit and outside of the lesson you do. It is most definitely not fair to the horse. I can already picture the rider who is getting frustrated at their horse for having this horrid habit when it the rider who taught it to the horse in the first place.
Which brings me to my first quote of Hans Senn's book:

"If you don't train your horse, he will train you." 

Goth Challenge: Day 8, Among Other Things

It's not even the start of the school year yet and I'm already sick of homework. Well not quite. But I am almost done and thus decided to take a break from it today. I apologize ahead of time if this post seems a bit scattered and unfocused. I doubt I'll get to post for the next few days or the week depending on how much homework I do at one time.


Day 8: What's your worst and best experience with non-goths?
As I mentioned earlier, I've had this answer planned out for a while. My best and worse experiences are both very recent since it has only been recently that I've made my outfits more dramatic.
My best took place at the Farmer's Market and the surrounding stores. First I was complimented by a young woman who loved my outfit and had to know where I got my clothes because they were a style that she wore as well. And secondly I was complimented by these two elderly ladies who thought it was great that I was wearing what I like and not what was the norm.
My worst experience is continuous. It's with my father, ever time he rolls his eyes and doesn't want to go somewhere with me because of how I dress. Or every time he 'subtly' tells me to wear 'something normal.' And every time he encourages me to dress in a way that makes me happy and then goes "Seriously? You're wearing that? Why?"That is why the compliments I before mentioned mean so much to me.
But I have found the cure for confidence injured by family members to disapprove. Go to the mirror. Do you like how you look? Does it make you smile? Then you dress right.

Now that's answered, Last Weeks Riding Lesson:
It was amazing. I rode a horse named Yukon. He is very tall but has a very smooth stride. I sat his canter, which felt like a good feat despite the fact that he's ridiculously smooth. I also fully cantered my first course. Well, attempted to anyway. The point was that I was instructed to fully canter the course. It's nice to know that you are improving, you know?


Other Things:
To end my wall of text, I thought I'd add a picture to the start of my posts on whether it will be about the Goth world or the Horse world. Pictures are fun. =)
I've also been writing a list of topics as I think of them since I haven't been able to post as much. One of the things on my list is a "Poem/Writings of the Week (Day?)" type o' deal. Where I'd post a work of mine and you'd review it. I'm sure it'll be everything from cheesy sadness to a school project where you'd get a B. This is for a few reasons:

• To improve my writing. 
• A chance for me to hear some different opinions (Does that count as improving writing?)
• I'm applying for an art school soon (for writing) and I know they require examples as a sort of an audition. I won't find out until after I send it my application about what exactly I'll need to send it but I'd like to have a few things on hand.

Would anyone be interested in that? I was also thinking of outfit posts... And online store reviews since I apparently know my way around fairly well. Or so I've been told. That is all for this messy post though.

Goth Challenge: Day 2

Share photos and experiences from your Baby Bat days
Sadly, I do not have any pictures that go back to my seventh grade baby bat days. I actually don't have any pictures that go more then a year back. Except for this picture:

Horse's name is Rizzo

 But that is a riding picture and was taken the summer after I found out what goth was really about. But this was back when I had blonde hair! I've had black hair for years now.The next most recent picture I have was taken a few months later when I had gotten my second corset and a skirt:

I considered this my first really gothy outfit. Unfortunately, I lost the necklace and the corset and skirt became stuck under the title of funeral outfit for all the funerals I've had. My next picture was taken last summer while I visited Washington DC. It has only been recently that I have made my wardrobe more dramatic, so this picture was still back when I was always in jeans and a T-shirt.

The picture is crappy but that was when I still wore eyeliner. When the next school year started I became to lazy in the mornings to bother. Another thing, you will always see me in the black choker and my S.O.P.H.I.E bracelet. Even back when I was blonde. I got the choker from a very good friend upon the last time we saw each other and I got the bracelet shortly after finding out about the tragedy. I've worn both ever since I've gotten them, although I lost the first bracelet I got and replaced it. Here is a picture taken a month after I returned from DC:

This was a join up after a round penning session with a horse named Red. The join up is the most incredible feeling in the whole world. This is one of my very favorite memories. But I think I look very young in this picture. After that summer I went through a straight bang phase and I don't have pictures from it as I wasn't terribly fond of it. This summer I got a bunch of money together and went on an online shopping spree to give my wardrobe a dramatic flare. This is what I look like these days, I just took this picture a month or so ago:

I'm still recovering from my straight bangs and yes, even in this picture am I wearing the choker and bracelet. So I suppose it really depends on what definition of Baby Bat you go on. If you mean someone who really doesn't know the subculture, then these pictures are after that stage. But if you think of a Baby Bat just as a young goth, then these pictures fit.


Please don't take any of my pictures without my permission.

Let's Talk Real Horses

I am exhausted. But I am pulling myself to the keyboard to tell a little about how my lesson went today.
So as I previously said, I went an hour early to clean my saddle. I just got my saddle not so long ago. I'm know at least two other people have owned it before me, but its not so shabby and really comfortable. Unfortunately,  when you oil a saddle, it makes the leather darker. But my leathers are brand new and thus are very light compared to the saddle.

My Saddle After Cleaning

 So my saddle cleaning bucket contains (A bucket, obviously) two towels, a washcloth, two sponges, soap, and oil. If you were wondering. So I dragged my saddle out to the wooden fence outside, in the hot weather and cleaned and oiled it and my leathers. Sadly, as you can see, my leathers are still a few shades lighter than my saddle. I finished in a good time frame because I didn't have to wait long before I could find out which horse I was riding and start getting ready.
While I was getting my horse prepared I noticed he was grumpy, he has in fact, been grumpy for a few weeks. My instructor question about his grumpiness and I replied and she showed me how to handle it. She gave him a kick and told me to hit him, grabbing a crop if I needed it.* He was much nicer getting ready after that.
The lesson itself was mostly tough, repetitive, flat work. By this I mean no jumps. But I did get to jump a bit at the end. I was the only one, which is a proud moment. Not the jumping, the being more forward in my class. For a good portion of my riding I have ridden with people who are much more advanced. Its not fun always being the under dog so I enjoy my moments of top dog-ness. It very good lesson. I hadn't eaten dinner so I got tired and hungry, but it was good.
After the lesson, getting the horses put away was much more dramatic. See, I rode my lesson with Girl 1 and Girl 2. Girl 1 was riding a horse that she didn't particularly like. I happen to be fond of that horse, but such is relationships. She kept coming over and ogling the horse I was riding like he was the perfect angel. But as I was getting his equipment off, he was being a bully. I tried to cheer him up but when I was pushed a bit to hard I smacked him hard* and told him to knock it off. Girl 1, Girl 2 and Girl 1's sister looked at me like I was the worst person in the whole world. Because I had yelled at the perfect angel. Awkward. Anyway, I told my instructor that he was being mean and I smacked him and she was all "Good for you."
But it was overall a good, long day of horseness, followed by Wendy's. In other news, I'm going to the zoo tomorrow!

*All these methods does not hurt the horse. Horses are big animals of muscle. You can get fairly tough to a horse and it will still be comparative to a fly. Especially the jumping horses. The methods are used not to hurt the horse but to remind them that you are higher in the "herd" than they are. If they tried to do that in the wild to another horse, they would get bit and/or separated from the rest of the herd until they behaved. It was very important to stop this horses habit because he was threatening to bite. A biting school horse is very dangerous for both the stable and it's riders. On another note, this horse was not lashing out because of pain or discomfort. He was just being a bully and trying to get higher in the "herd" hierarchy.  I promise no horses were harmed in todays lesson. The only thing hurt was maybe an ego. Like a teenager who was told no.

Its Thursday!!!

Thursdays are my favorite day of the week because they are the day that I have my riding lesson. Although it is also my busiest day of the week. It takes me about an hour to get ready (Yes, I will admit to being one of those people who take forever to get ready in the morning.), 20 minutes to drive to the stable, five minutes of waiting around and finding what horse I'm riding, ten minutes to get ready (We only get ten minutes, if it takes longer it cuts into our lesson and is our fault), we get a bit of time to warm up while everyone and the instructor finishes getting ready and gets into the arena, the lesson goes for about an hour overall though. Then at least 20 minutes to get them back in their stalls after the lesson, which is a longer process during the summer because they get extra sweaty and need to be cooled down; and another twenty minutes to drive back home, IF we don't get stuck behind a billion bikers or find the train chugging along the tracks we have to cross.
So maybe that only equals up to four hours, but when you take into consideration that the actual lesson is only one hour, its fairly extensive. Actually, today I'm leaving an hour early so I can clean my saddle before my lesson, but that's for a post later in the day when I'll give you all the treats of my lesson.

Right now, I actually wanted to talk about these puppeteers I just recently stumbled across. Or rather, the puppets themselves. The play is called "War Horse" and the puppets are life sized, ride-able, horses. It started in the UK (Leave it to them to come up with something amazing) and is been running for four years. I'm fairly sure that it took six years to prepare. It is spreading throughout the world though. 
The horses are extremely life like and seem to have personalities. I didn't even really pay attention or notice the puppeteers while I watched different videos! The main way the puppeteers do it is by making the puppets breath. Basil Jones, the co-founder of Handspring says, "You have to believe that even though someone is sitting right at the back of the auditorium, they can see the puppet breathing."

 I think this especially has appeal to me because a life-size, ride-able horse that you didn't have to feed or clean up after (Or board at a stable) was my childhood dream. It didn't even have to have a team of puppeteers moving it. I use to try to get my parents to get me the life-sized horses that tack stores would display their equipment on. These days I wouldn't have much use for that. But I would absolutely love to see this play!

Here is the article I stumbled across, I took the quote from there. And the have another video which is also fun to watch.
Here is a you tube video of a foal scene in the play. I love how the foal has straight wooden legs that can't bend, it reminds me of how wobbly foals actually are.
There are also tons more videos about this around.