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Becoming a Horseman – Part One

It seems winter may have begun to move in here in the northern panhandle of Idaho. It is a beautiful day from where I sit here at my kitchen table, warm and cozy. My view of the foothills of the Cabinet Mountain Range and the valley full of the ranch pasture land is missing one thing today: the horses. Our herd of 50+ horses just made their last run up the county road from the field to the barn for the winter. They are all tucked away in their winter housing close to the barns and an abundant supply of hay.

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Groundwork Update: Day 15

Saturday marked the half way point through my 30 days of Clinton Anderson Fundamentals groundwork on my little 3 year old Appaloosa/POA gelding, Zeus.  After a good long session working pretty much entirely on desensitization, I decided he was ready to ride.  It was nice to be in the saddle again.  I will continue with the promised 30 days of groundwork with the addition of a little time under saddle.

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How to Row a Boat

While the Northeast part of the U.S. is being covered by a massive snow fall, we here in the Northwest are beginning to wonder if its time to brush up on our nautical skills. If you feel the need to  review your boat rowing, here is an excellent link to show you how: How to Row a Boat

Yesterday was beautiful. As we were driving to Post Falls, Landon kinda reminded me of a happy lab that has been stuck in a dark house for a week straight and then gets taken out into the sunshine for a ride in the pickup with the windows down. He was that excited about the sunshine. Which brings me to this:

My Professor the Horse

By Guest Writer: Roley Schoonover

My Professor the Horse

In the summer of 1991, three years after graduating from college, my wife and I started out on an adventure that would change our lives forever.  Janice took one lady out for a horseback ride on the family ranch and a new way of life began.  It was the beginning of the Western Pleasure Guest Ranch. It wasn’t long after this new adventure began when I met my new professor the horse.  Janice and I decided that to sustain a string of willing horses we wanted to raise and train our own.  Even though I would start out trying to teach these new young horses what they needed to know about their job, many times they ended up teaching me about what I needed to know about me.  It was life-changing because to be successful I had to take principles I learned and apply them.  I think they call this wisdom and here’s where it began.

Groundwork Professor

Groundwork Professor

Communication.  Ever travel to a foreign land?  It’s kind of handy to know the lingo.  When I opened the gate to go in the pen with my horse, I crossed a boarder metaphorically as much as physically.  Horses speak using their own dialect of sign language. So, as soon as I enter the pen, I’ve communicated something to the horse.  More than likely the Professor of the pen has said something back if I am not visibly deaf.  My horses have taught me volumes about how my body language communicates and what they are saying in response.  As I have learned to pay attention to their language the training process has gotten better.  While I won’t profess to have graduated “Summa com laud”, I have seen positive results as we continued our “class time”.

Groundwork

Groundwork

When our family traveled, I was accused of taking everything but the kitchen sink.  I also have a tendency to do that when I start training.  Again, my professor, the horse, would tell me, if I’m listening, that I need to slow down and work in the moment.  I had to remember what I went in to do and leave the tax preparations for the ranch, the family that is checking in with the dietary needs, and the kindling that needs to be cut, at the gate.  I could pick them back up when I left the pen and likely I didn’t have to worry about anybody stealing them; they would be there when I returned.  I had to focus on one thing, my prof would remind me.  Like my old football coach would tell me, “Do one thing well, instead of a bunch of things poorly.”

Finally, the professor is seldom ever wrong.  He is who he is.  I have learned they really are pretty simple creatures who operate on their need to survive.  My professors would learn from the release of pressure.  Once I understood this point, next was to make the right thing easy and the wrong thing hard.  With consistency, creativity, and these two principles, we began to achieve some neat results.  Horses will do anything to squirm away from pressure.  So I applied a reasonable amount of pressure, watched for the desired reaction, and rewarded them for a reasonable response.  I did this consistently over and over and I was training horses.

These have been some valuable lessons from Equine Communications 101.  With the help of some great advisors along the way, we have had some really satisfying results.  Mostly it has helped make something we love to do into a living with people we treasure.  Happy Trails and never take your professor for granted.

 

Hobbles

Hobbles

Roley and Chrome

Roley and Chrome

Hind End

Hind End

Groundwork hip yield

Groundwork hip yield