Eye Candy

I spent 5 minutes at breakfast, 15 minutes at mid afternoon, and about 30 minutes this evening just visiting with Rambo and the gang. Distributing carrots, taking photos, handling Rambo all over at liberty. He is just something else. Completely unruffled by the change, quiet, calm, interested. Pushy for more pets, even nosing my hand away from Scrappy to him! And *delighted* that I could put my back into giving full body scratches. He did a 2 step back and forth getting his ears to his dock scratched.

Rambo gets fancy for breakfast
glad to see carrots headed his way midafternoon
 Rushcreek rumpus

 Rambo, meet Jay
 the seniors, Blaze and Desire

 Does this photo look like he’s lived here for 24 hours? I just love peaceful herds
 Pretty nice feet! And a Rambo nose in the camera 😉
Scrappydoo ❤
 Rambo telling Scrappy HE gets pets, LOL

Rambo Comes Home

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I have this dopey grin on my face and I’m trying to type something profound but I just want to type this:

I love horses. Man, they are so cool! I just LOVE Arabians even more! They’re so amazingly intelligent and sensitive and I JUST LOVE HORSES!! WOW HORSES!!

meeting Rambo. Want to come home, buddy?
Okay, 12 year old gushing over. For the moment. I just feel so much for horses because humans can say all sorts of things, they can make up any old thing and say it to your face as the truth and you really won’t know otherwise. I really prefer that physical language with animals, though I do talk to all my horses endlessly. The eye and breath and body of the horse tells you, and the people can just stop talking because none of it matters and it’s colored with their own BS anyway. Arabians speak to me, right to my soul, in ways that other breeds haven’t, as much as I have ridden, owned, and enjoyed, non-Arabs. I don’t judge anyone for who or what they love but my flavor of choice is undoubtedly Arabians. You’d think that would be a DUH for me by now since I guess I have, ahem, technically 6–but it hits as a new revelation and appreciation each time I connect with a new Arabian on that level. 
Heading for the ole straight load with my doggie assistants

Rambo took all of 5 minutes to decisively load himself in the straight load. Ideally I’d like to have been gradual, let him be in half in and out, back out, reload, etc, but that is just not the realistic situation sometimes.If you’ve ever rescued/however you like to call it, you know sometimes you just close the door when the horse is in there and fine tune things later. Rambo was very nervous to start, clattering around in trailer until we drove off, but once moving he just ate and ate and watched out the window and ate some more.

hey bud, you’re home, and there are other Arabs saying Hi!

 It took me 20 minutes to unload him. First he was really good, politely yielding back off the halter pressure and a touch on his chest. He got back to the edge of the trailer, then braved the abyss, set down the hoof, and squirted back into the trailer. He tried again, then after squirting back in from that hoof on the ground a few times, he briefly got mulish and tried to be stubborn/checked out for like 10 seconds but I took his head and looked in his eyes and talked to him and he refocused and kept trying. He has a TON of try and brains. He didn’t shut down, or fight me, or employ any shitty tactics. He looked a lot, and took deep breaths, and ate whenever possible. But he also rested his head on me and looked at and listened to Desire, who stood at her fence line maybe 15 ft from the trailer and I *swear* nickered encouragingly to him every time she heard him move in the trailer trying to grasp the backing out. 

In the end I sort of reverse ground drove him. He knew exactly what the deal was and kept turning his head to look at the ground back there but after 4 in and outs he wasn’t taking that final step out again. Since I could tell he knew to give well to pressure and had a clue, but kept turning his head to one side wondering why he couldn’t just turn around, and getting stuck with one rope, I hooked a line to each side of his halter and stood out the back of the trailer off to the side. I gently applied pressure to both ropes, instantly releasing if he gave me any backward movement.That gave me even pressure on his head to keep his head straight, and with pressure and release on the two lines it took him all of 30 seconds to back those hind feet out, pause halfway in and out to establish he was on solid ground, and then back all the way out and step carefully around as if he might be on ice.

Then he started furiously munching everything in sight, and could barely be bothered to greet the others for his enthusiastic sampling of everything 😉

I’M A BIG HARMLESS BABY LOVE MEEEEE say Sheza

 Rambo likes food. Like, a lot. 

It’s crazy to predict what a young horse really is or will be from some videos, photos, and one day loading him in a trailer and unloading him at home, right? Right. I’m still saying, Rambo is something special.  I don’t have a clue if he’s an endurance horse or a trail horse or an arena horse or what, and it doesn’t matter for the moment. He spoke and I listened and he listened right back when I spoke. God I love these animals.

Full Circle: Little Bay 6 yr old Arab Gelding, 2014 edition

I have a sharp, logical, inquisitive mind that often runs to over thinking and over analyzing. As I’ve grown up that part of me hasn’t died down at all, but a quiet strong belief in things working out, some things being “meant to be,” has also grown in me. There are many examples from my life I could present to illustrate this but by far the most interesting is horse-related, right?!

I posted yesterday about my little bay 6 yr old Arab project gelding, Joey, who I brought home in 2012 and delivered to his dream forever home in spring 2013. 

 Tomorrow, I go to pick up my latest little bay 6 yr old Arab project gelding, Rambo. His previous owner was a horse gal but non Arab person, and is imminently leaving the country, so Rambo and a few others futures’ were uncertain. Sonny, shown on the Featured Horse page here 2 days ago, has since found a home!  The other horse in the group is headed for a consignment barn down south so will hopefully find an appropriate owner there.

Rambo is 4-6 yrs old, 13.3-14.2 hands, supposedly green broke W/T/C, and my home will already be his third or fourth home at his young age. My goal is to spend some time with him and figure him out and find him that great forever home like Joey. There is that chance that his forever home is here, but that is to be determined. Regardless, I am resting easier knowing that this lovely little package of potential is coming home to a brighter future tomorrow.

I can’t remember ever bringing home a horse that has ridden in a straight load before I went to get them, which I believe is the case with Rambo, too. It’s always a good bonding moment to convince them to get into a tiny dark evil box right off the bat! 😉 The plus side to him having been passed around is that he *has* seen some of the world and done some trailering at least!

Today it’s finally raining, almost winter like, and I can’t much be bothered to get up off my couch.Tomorrow, another horse adventure begins! Oh yes, there will be photos and blogs to follow.

The Happiest of Endings for a Deserving Horse

Selling and re-homing horses can be hard. Personally I find excitement and joy in matching people with the correct equine partner. I have failed twice when I was sure I had found perfect homes for horses in the past, unfortunately that is the risky nature of enterprise. What I see brighter than that in my mind though, because neither I nor anyone can save them all, are the many success stories that make me smile any time I think of the horse, or get a new email update from a satisfied owner.

Some of you may remember the lovely bay unhandled 6 yr old Arabian DF Touch of Mojo, Joey, I brought home in spring of 2012. I spent time with him & a trainer in the summer & fall of 2012 & he soaked up knowledge like a sponge, while having a hard time learning to trust humans. He is of the Haat Shaat lines that my mare & filly are & it was fascinating to work with the similarities I recognized but learn from the many differences. 

Joey was never boring, here is a blog I posted on The Great Blanket Escapade, which earned him a cartoon drawn up by an artist often featured on that back page in Endurance News:

http://redheadedendurance.blogspot.com/2012/04/joey-is-cartoon-star.html

Joey needed more personal time than being a 3rd or 4th horse here with me & I try to be respectful of my husband in keeping horses around that he is comfortable handling when I am on the road. Joshua was amazing with Joey and saved him from the Great Blanket Incident when I was at Cuyama XP 2012 but I completely understood his desire for a comfort level with the big animals here. I sought a new home for Joey for months but in spring of 2013 the right person finally contacted me. Her name was Norma and I never met her in person before bringing her Joey. We chatted for literally hours about horses known and loved and lost on the phone before ever meeting each other–and I delivered Joey to her in Grass Valley, CA without hesitation. 

Here’s the May 2013 blog of Joey’s arrival at his new home:

http://redheadedendurance.blogspot.com/2013/05/joeys-new-home.html

I had a happy email from Norma in early fall last year and I had just begun to wonder how things were going with Norma and Joey in the new year when I received this email yesterday morning:

“Hi Aurora,

Hope your holidays were lovely, that you are well and that there is a new colt at your place! [from A: She knows me so well!] 

I call your Joey ” Finally Joey” as I expect he will be my last horse and be with me another 30 years which puts me at 98! He is fine letting Isabella Fawn be the lead. They are always together! They graze down in the meadow, race back up to the barn, both love their daily brushing, hugs and kisses. He especially loves his fresh water. Capri, my Great Pyreneese, kisses him thru the fence as she does all her animals. Finally knows that I’m good for a treat after they finish their breakfast so anytime he sees me it’s treat time to him…even if they are still eating! He just stands quietly beside the fence and waits for a sure thing! He makes me laugh! Several of my friends have been here to visit and are astonished that the horses come right up to us in the pasture! No fear!

They had their mani and pedis today. Ladies first and he’s good with that! Both my ferrior and vet are very kind and gentle men.

Finally Joey is very smart, calm, loving, trusting, just absolutely perfect! I’m sure you know how tightly my Jabu had woven himself into my heart and that I’ve deeply loved all of my horses. I didn’t think I would ever love another horse as much as I loved Jabu but thru Finally I’ve learned that the Arabian is my breed. Our bond grown deeper each day!

Know that you are welcome to visit any time.

Norma”


Here’s Joey in his home with the gorgeous blue roan Isabella, Norma’s late teens home trained BLM Mustang mare:

UPDATE:Featured Horse: Sweet Green Broke 13 yr old AQHA/APHA Gelding

1/10/14 UPDATE: Sonny found a home! 

Location: Palo Cedro, CA
Breed: registerd APHA
Age: 13
Height: approx 15.1
Pedigree:
http://www.allbreedpedigree.com/sonoma+te+bear
Price:$500 OBO

Meet Sonoma Te Bear, “Sonny”
“Sonny didn’t do much from 2-13 years old. He has been schooled under saddle since last August and has really progressed. He is green broke, W/T/C, steers, stops, and backs. He stands for grooming and shoeing. Sonny is a very sweet boy and loves to be part of your world. He is very vocal and loves being around other horses and people. He would make a great working companion for any rider.”

Riding out a "MUST WIN" Mentality

My first 50s were ridden in the 2012 AERC season on my then 16 year old Arabian mare, GE Blazun Haatdesire. The full write ups are linked below and please do read them if you have the time and inclination!

Cuyama XP: 50s Days 1 & 3completion

Whiskeytown Chaser 50the dream ride: completion and unintentional top 10 

Cache Creek Ridge Ride 50completion

Hat Creek Hustle Day 1 50completion

Hat Creek Hustle Day 2 50lameness pull

Trinity River Challenge 50completion

I had someone ask for a few salient points on riding a competitive/hot horse, so here’s what I learned on Desire, who top 10’d her first 2 50s before I owned her and then had to learn to Slow Down:

1) BE FIT: Bottom line, a hot horse is a lot of work to ride. Whether they just want to go mach 10 speeds or they also throw in fantastical spooks to ride out along the way, you need to be physically able to be WITH IT for 50 miles. Hopefully your horse will settle down in the first 5 or 10 miles, but if he/she doesn’t, are you prepared to ride, really RIDE, for 50 miles?

2) BE REALISTIC: For the sake of you and your horse’s sanity, don’t try to make a Turtle Horse a Top 10 or a Top 10/mid packer a Turtle Horse. Deny the horse’s basic nature at your own peril. No, I was not interested in our average speed being 16 mph as Desire intended, but neither did I expect or try to make her go the 6 mph average my Rushcreek naturally does.

This is our *Day 2* Hat Creek Hustle 50 ride photo, after completing the Day 1 50 in 8 hours. She came up lame/foot sore after this pic at 40 miles on day 2 and was still jigging lame, le sigh. GOGOGO!

This is my Rushcreek *just 20 miles* into a one day 50 that I then RO’ed coz I felt him take 10 funny steps. See the attitude difference?
I  always tried to let most, if not all, of the pack go ahead of us at the start to try to avoid the hyper front runner energy she fed off so intensely, but if we ended up in a solid trot and passed a lot of people, fine. Our best ride was Whiskeytown Chaser where we found a harmony and despite losing boots and much to my surprise, crossed the finish line in 8th place and showed for BC. Desire was a forward goer with a great instinct for endurance so I toned that down from an insane death charge to a dull roar with good results. 

3)Choose your Trail buddies Wisely: Even though your best friend lives next door and rides endurance too, her fire breathing dragon may not be the right trail buddy for your feisty partner. Your time spent alone dictating pace is very important in your relationship with your horse, but you can throw all your good work straight out the window if you pair up with a horse of equal or higher drive. Find a horse to ride with that rates well with yours, neither pulling you back nor driving your horse to higher levels of excitement. If you can’t find that partner on a ride, don’t be afraid to pull off, dismount if necessary, and find yourself a quiet niche in the traffic. Your brain might tell you safety in numbers but that often isn’t the case with a hot horse. No really. My mare pulled my arms out of my sockets for 2 50s straight at Cuyama XP 2012 because I was riding with a great friend on an ass kicking stallion. It was a rush but um, not very conducive to horse brain development!

4)The Manners Box: If your horse is forward and competitive and you’re wondering how to deal with it, there’s a good chance that when you hand walk them they try to drag you down the trail often too. Desire sure did. To keep her at, let alone even close to behind-ish my shoulder, I helicoptered my reins in front of her nose for miles and miles, sometimes it took just 5 times and other it felt like 500. Bottom line that’s the type of horse she was and I had to keep my shit together and deal with it, or get really really frustrated. She got better with each 50 ridden, while still having special throwback moments on each occasion. Be sure to practice and maintain the Manners Box all the time, whether coming in the from the pasture, wandering around vet camp, etc. It takes time and miles, and more miles, and more time. And has to be adapted for each horse–for example I also have a gelding that will drag at the end of his reins and that is no more acceptable. I ground drive him to wake him up and for him the Manners Box is actually with me at his shoulder, to keep him moving. That is what works for him. Figure out what works for you and your horse and stick to it!

5)  Never Let your Guard Down: This goes hand in hand with the first point, actually. In Desire’s case, she was not only physically fit and well aware of it, she’s smart as  a whip and will take advantage of any weakness, from sensing my inattention in the reins and taking off/spooking, to using that one time I let her walk a little ahead of me to the vet check against me. Without fail, if I let her out of her Manners Box when hand walking her, she was an impossible shit for a good while after. Maintaining boundaries and attentive authority with Desire was always important, she was simply not a passenger horse.

6) LSD miles: Though Desire top 10’d those 50s  before I owned her, and snapped back into shape quite impressively after foaling, I rode my conditioning miles at a pretty conservative pace. Though she was fit and fast and forward, we didn’t do much zooming around the trails at home. Trotting yes, having fun, yes,  but not a lot of high speed or high mileage-at-a-time stuff.  We ended up with 700 trail miles to our 305 competition miles. She already had it in her tank to go fast and long but what she needed to figure out was quieting down and taking those walks on the trail, being a little more leisurely about things.