Week 9: Some scenery, and HORSES!
It's mostly all about the riding this week. But first, some scenery:
Two pictures of Druid Lake Park, on the commute from Adam's house to Hopkins.
Deer on the campus of Sheppard Pratt Health Systems.
A goblin living in the applied math building.
On Monday, I saw the daughter of one of my riding classmates wearing a sweatshirt like this.
On the other hand, this was a dangerous week to ride horses. Last Sunday, I posted a picture of the giant bruise I got from my stirrups. On Friday, "my" horse, Gremlin, bit my arm!
Today was the in-house dressage show.
Here's Gremlin in his stall, and me going in to convince him that I'm not going to eat him, and neither is the bridle.
The Faceless Rider leading her horse out, and warming up in the big indoor ring, where some regular riding lessons are taking place. The woman in the red coat on the right is Carolyn, my new riding teacher.
Leaving the warm-up area (about 30 seconds after mounting), and the best shot from my first dressage test. Poor Gremlin wasn't really warmed up, and I hadn't had time to get ready either -- I didn't anticipate the amount of time it would take just to figure out where the show was taking place, and where my horse was, and how it was all supposed to work! We placed 3rd out of 3, but the judge said it was a good first test. We got 60%, which is very acceptable; Carolyn says 65% is quite good, and 70% is really good, and if your horse bucked through the whole test and didn't listen at all, then you might get a score in the 20's, percentage-wise.
Posing outside for some pictures on the way to my second test.
Trotting around the ring, to keep warming up and to make sure that Gremlin remembers there are Tables and Judges and all sorts of Potentially Horse-Eating Monsters in there.
Coming to a nice, square halt to salute the judge. Apparently, in both tests, my straight lines and halts were considerably better than any of the elements that involved, you know, moving.
Trying to get Gremlin to trot at the letter (the little blurry signpost under the horse's nose). I think we failed on this particular one, although he was really pretty good in this second test. We placed 4th out of 4, but the competition had much higher scores than in the first test. We got 62%.
A nice view of the little indoor ring, where we competed.
Two pictures of Druid Lake Park, on the commute from Adam's house to Hopkins.
Deer on the campus of Sheppard Pratt Health Systems.
A goblin living in the applied math building.
On Monday, I saw the daughter of one of my riding classmates wearing a sweatshirt like this.
On the other hand, this was a dangerous week to ride horses. Last Sunday, I posted a picture of the giant bruise I got from my stirrups. On Friday, "my" horse, Gremlin, bit my arm!
Today was the in-house dressage show.
Here's Gremlin in his stall, and me going in to convince him that I'm not going to eat him, and neither is the bridle.
The Faceless Rider leading her horse out, and warming up in the big indoor ring, where some regular riding lessons are taking place. The woman in the red coat on the right is Carolyn, my new riding teacher.
Leaving the warm-up area (about 30 seconds after mounting), and the best shot from my first dressage test. Poor Gremlin wasn't really warmed up, and I hadn't had time to get ready either -- I didn't anticipate the amount of time it would take just to figure out where the show was taking place, and where my horse was, and how it was all supposed to work! We placed 3rd out of 3, but the judge said it was a good first test. We got 60%, which is very acceptable; Carolyn says 65% is quite good, and 70% is really good, and if your horse bucked through the whole test and didn't listen at all, then you might get a score in the 20's, percentage-wise.
Posing outside for some pictures on the way to my second test.
Trotting around the ring, to keep warming up and to make sure that Gremlin remembers there are Tables and Judges and all sorts of Potentially Horse-Eating Monsters in there.
Coming to a nice, square halt to salute the judge. Apparently, in both tests, my straight lines and halts were considerably better than any of the elements that involved, you know, moving.
Trying to get Gremlin to trot at the letter (the little blurry signpost under the horse's nose). I think we failed on this particular one, although he was really pretty good in this second test. We placed 4th out of 4, but the competition had much higher scores than in the first test. We got 62%.
A nice view of the little indoor ring, where we competed.
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