Pumped Up Pony Upgrade

Many's an hour has seen me practicing and trying to quieten my canter and on Tubs I've been doing well (as she is very forgiving). My bum has polished the saddle so much I should be able to see my face in the leather of the seat!! The transition from trot to canter is still tough as the two beats of sitting trot that you have to sit for are so tough to get right, with out popping out of the saddle. The funny thing is you need to fully relax your body in order to perform this act of sitting while trotting however my bodies natural reaction is

BRACE FOR IMPACT!! 

Not exactly the reaction your looking for when trying to relax into sitting trot. 

However I am still striving to get all the pieces of the puzzle that is horse riding together in the right time in order to create harmony and synchronicity.

So now that I can canter without bobbing up and down like a puppet on a string. Half way through one of my lessons Vincent asks one of the helpers in the yard to bring in 'Star' (another pony) to the arena . So I think that this gentleman is joining the end of my lesson however Vincent informs me "Clodagh Tubs is finished (and i go to dismount and lead her out of the arena) but not you young lady your being upgraded from the safe and reliable family saloon car to the to the fast and the furious sports car!!"  At which point myself and the yard hand switch horses and I continue to mount Star. After fixing my stirrups Vincent says now walk on. At which I applied the same pressure of my leg as I would if it were Tubs...........................................................................................................................

at that 

Star bolted from 

WALK to CANTER

Once I gathered myself and Star together and managed to stay on and was surprised at how calm and collected I was (I put it down to naivety!) The surprise of what had just happened was far better reflected in the faces of both Vincent and the yard hand, who both first looked completely stunned and then looked at each other with and expression of 'I've never seen Star do that before!!!'

Vincent said that it was impressive that I stayed on and that I could ease off on the leg on this pony. 

So one up for Clodagh

I'm getting somewhere eventually!!

Fly like the wind - The Canter

After many a Bum Stutter and cursing frustration I feel I have it, I have mastered rising trot (well when I say mastered I mean I'm more in rhythm with the horse and less like a rag doll on board). So now I'm moving on to THE CANTER!!! Which is basically when a horse runs!! On a scale of how fast a horse can go its third on the list starting from the slowest. The different strides of a horse are:

• Walk (self explanatory)
• Trot (kind of like jogging)
• Canter (running but not flat out)
• Gallop (flat out running or sprinting)

I am still on good old reliable Tubs, Vincent my instructor deems me ready to try a canter. So firstly, he imparts the communication technique that I need to use in order to be able to convey to Tubs what it is I want her to do next. So to date we already have had the aid to (1) walk and (2) trot and now

3. Canter - To canter you must change your aid from trot in order to communicate to the horse that you wish to canter and you must repeat this aid in order to continue the canter
             The aid being - you put one leg behind the big belt that goes under the horses belly (the girth) and the other leg on the girth. Then stop rising trot and do sitting trot and tap your legs against the horse until they canter. Then to maintain the canter you must continue to apply the aid above. 

Sounds about as simple
as it was for me to perform the first time I did it!!!

Tubs being the dutiful stead that she is she knew the score of what I was trying to attempt when I wrapped my fingers in her mane to hold on for the canter, I put my legs in position and kicked on. The lady of the yard (that's Tubs not me) started a lovely soft canter in order to break her rider in gently. If I thought that bouncing in Trot was tough Oh My God I was bouncing all over the place in Canter but its scarier as your going faster and the rhythm is completely different and so is your seat. 

Seat meaning how you sit into the saddle for example:

• In trot you rise out of the saddle every second beat 
• However Canter you have to sit into the saddle and try and polish said saddle with your bum

So I'm back to my trying to pat my head and rub my belly type of action!! Which is so difficult as you've so many elements to remember and throw in a horse that you've to communicate with in the middle of all that. Tough stuff!! And let me tell you practicing this bad boy is a whole different type of soreness than the trot!!

As I relentlessly bobbed around in canter and held an iron fist grip on Tub's mane in some attempt to stop me from popping right off. Vincent would shout "Remember Clodagh you are suppose to be an extension of the horse, at the moment I can see a foot of air between you and that saddle". The minute I would feel like I was getting something right then something else would give and go to pot. Here are the various helpful hints being pointed out to me in the arena: 

• Heels down 
• LEG, LEG, LEG, Use your legs
• SIT BACK 
• SIT UP, SIT UP, SIT UP
• Are you getting air-miles for being that amount away from the saddle
• DONT lean forward, LEAN BACK, LEAN BACK 
• Sit into the saddle                                                                                                                              (yea that's fine when the horse is standing still add movement and that becomes a much bigger task)

My aim is to be quite in the saddle when cantering and that seems a long way off!! However myself and Tubs are determined.

And here I am on-board cantering on Tubs:

Blackberry Stables Christmas Party

As a yard we all met up to join in the Christmas festivities (and to see what we all look like in our normal lives outside of the yard with non muck stained, horse slobber drenched clothes!!) We hardly recognized each other!!

So for one night we got to shed the hats, boots and jods to join together at Blackberry Stables Christmas Party. Its a rare occasion that you get to discuss your passion of horse riding while on a night out and others aren't glazing over or telling you to 'Stop rabbiting on about horse riding' but understand the fire that this past time ignites within its rider.

I'm not about to sit and write about the entire night and all our regalings about our equine endeavors however there was one moment that needs to be recorded.

Before our meal began Vincent Dempsey, Blackberry Stables owner made a speech, a sort of grace before meals if you will. He welcomed us all to the Christmas party and reminded us all why we were there by reading a poem of appreciation and admiration he had written about all the horses we all knew and loved. Luckily he granted me and you the reader the honor of sharing it with you.
(every name in bold is one of the crew of horses and ponies at Blackberry Stables)

Upon stirrup we sit astride, to ride the most majestic of animals, The Horse.
Tubs, A lady with grace, holds many unsteady a rider in place. 
Star, will teach you to canter, teach you to trot, sometimes teach you to fall - A LOT!!
Scooby, with elegance of an Arabian stallion slow on the sand, like wind through grass.
Trigger and Bart, two brothers in hoofs teaching many a child the pleasure, the passion, the moves.
Young king Arthur, steady and slow teaches us how to move, how to flow.
Dappled Oscar shows true kindness to all, never wanting anyone to take a tumble, a fall.
Aren't we the fortunate ones to be given wings, to be in union, to ride astride a Roman Centurion.

by Vincent Dempsey

The Bum Stutter

I just love this title and my self invented word - due to plenty of practice in the Bum Stutter.

So what is a Bum Stutter: it is when you are first trying to learn how to do rising trot. (Rising trot is when a rider rises from the saddle and sits in rhythm with the horse as they trot.) And a Bum Stutter is when you get the timing completely wrong and end up bouncing off the saddle hence creating a stutter in your rising trot.

Now the explanation of this action seems very simple however the enactment of such is VERY different particularly when only learning how to horse ride! The bum stutter gives you a type of instability in the saddle that makes you grip onto a mane, head, saddle, tail or ANYTHING in an attempt to not be bounced off and out of said saddle. It is also great fun and a challenge to try and get it right.

What I have been trying to achieve is a fluid motion of raising and sitting in time with my horses trot all the while squeezing my legs against the horses side every time I sit in order to keep the trot going. So this is like trying to pat your head and rub your tummy at the same time - a gift I was not endowed with when I was child!

You also find out where your seat bones are located in your derriére as I have DEFINITELY bruised these for sure. This pain in you rear quarters is coupled with crippling leg pain that makes it hard to get out of the bed and walking down stairs, NIGHTMARE. The more you try to use your leg to get and keep your horse trotting the more your building up the strength and muscle. However just like any gym like or aerobic activity it does carry the afterburn!

When you get it right!
I GOT it and can I tell you the feeling was AMAZING, in time and in tune with my trusty steed Tubs. When you get it right a connection or bond is created between you and your horse and I felt it. It is hard to describe, I can only compare it to when I was learning how to dance and my dance partner and I got the timing and the steps right and it was fluid. A type of magic is created in those moments, that spark spurs me on to continue and improve my equine education. (oh yea and this magic carries with it a spell of amnesia, you forget the pains and discomforts, as the pleasure of the experience is worth every ache)

Who am I and What is this all about!!!!

My name is Clodagh aka "The Glamorous Gaucho" (self acclaimed title). I'm a 21st century lady in her thirties who doesn't mind getting her hands dirty and a dab hand at DIY if I do say so myself! However I am a girly girl and not a tom boy who always likes to retain her womanly and fashion conscious status!! My new aim is trying to sustain my ladylikeish / fashionista status while learning how to horse ride hence the self acclaimed new title!!! WHAT a challenge!!!

The Glamorous Gaucho & Arthur in action

I have always dreamed about being a horse rider and thought at some stage I would take it up. My dream's fruition began last year when I took my first proper lesson in Blackberry Stables, Laragh, Maynooth, Co. Kildare. I say proper lesson as I had been on horses before and I had joined in an equestrian club in college to, what I had hoped was to begin my horse riding hobby. However only on my first lesson in Blackberry Stables with instructor Vincent Dempsey did I realize that I had never had a proper lesson up to that point!

So what do i mean a 'Proper Lesson'?
Well when Vincent aka Vinnie asked me to walk Tubs (aka The lady of the yard) I kicked with both legs and she walked for a few steps then would stop so I'd kick again and she'd dutifully do the same walk for a few steps then stop. Then Vincent asked me to trot and I kicked again but to no avail Tubs would walk but NOPE no trot. So even though I had been horse riding for a whole semester in college it took me this first lesson to realize these essential points of horse riding:

1.  I did not know that you must give an aid to walk the whole time you want your horse to walk.
Meaning - you tap your left leg then your right in time and sync with the horse - just as if you are walking with the horse and not just sitting there.

2. You must change your aid to communicate with the horse that you want to trot. 
Meaning - you tap both your legs in quick succession to let the horse know you want to trot and squeeze every time you sit in order to maintain the trot. (for rising trot)

The penny finally dropped after this lesson that I had never actually had a lesson at all. All I had had was a pony ride but not a horse riding lesson. And thus my true journey of horse riding began......

I hope to use this blog as a diary to record my gallantrous efforts and spectacular failings at becoming a horse rider while always trying to maintaining my title of 'The Glamorous Gaucho'.