a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label training horses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label training horses. Show all posts

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Ride 'Em, CowGirl!


When's my turn?

Bitless bridle and bare back

Seeing if Charme has forgotten anything.

Like me, Charme has forgotten to STEP AWAY FROM THE FOOD.

Soon I shall have four horses trained then Sam shall train me.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Trailer Loading For The First Time

Magic Man is what last night was all about. He is going to be trained to ride, when Magic returns I will have three horses I never have time to ride. I am a horse lover but not a cow girl. Magic was a surprise from my Haflinger mare, thus the name. I have taken a halter on and off, can get him to go any where, but no ground work. I have no horse trailer so I have never trained him to load. Last night was his first load.

It went rather well, I think. Samantha, Sam, my trainer, my farrier, my friend, got him to load right up with no problem at all.
I was so excited I did not get many pictures. Sam is starting college next week and shall be busy but she will find time to train. Sam trained Knot for me last year and did a great job, I can climb under him and over him with out Knot batting an eye.
After Sam gets all my horses trained, she is training me how to ride!

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Cowboy!


Meet Robert Wheat, son of Rick Wheat, inventor of the patented Noavel Head Stall. Robert trains horses using the Noavel. He came by to get his mail and knocked on the back door. I asked permission to take his picture so I could show you a local cowboy. He said he wasn't worth a freckle on a real cowboy's behind. However, he does always seem to be training one horse or another. Word gets around.
Placing his mail in his saddle bag, he prepares for more training. He rides the horses in town plus in all conditions. I wish I had my camera the other day...Robert was at the drive thru at the local bank on a horse!
And, yes, Billy, my Australian saddle has a horn!

At this sign you turn on County Road Nine to get to my house.

Take the left fork...

Follow the road to the end!

Now you know how to find me.
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