It has taken me a while but I finally managed to get our logs moved to a suitable place for jumping. It was lovely to be able to jump them at last and I did so at the first opportunity.
Galahad was not at all sure about the logs when we first entered the field and didn’t really want to go anywhere near them. When we did get close he had a very good look at them and from then on we had no problem. When we got to jumping though he ran out twice.
I then gave myself a stern talking to. Galahad has been round a proper cross country course and although we did have a couple of run outs we got round most of it with no trouble. The only thing stopping him was me and my nerves so I told myself to look up and ride positively. It worked!
The next time I rode was with my sister who suggested trying some pairs jumping. The ponies had never done it before but they took to it really well.
They jumped very nicely together and Cookster was more forward going than usual. It took a bit more practise to jump our tyres – round a corner – after the logs. Cookster kept drifting right, pushing us both around instead of over the fence. We got there in the end though and we had so much fun!
I think Galahad enjoyed his week off.
He managed to cover himself in mud and is looking a bit tubby!
It was lovely to get back in the saddle this weekend. As neither pony had been ridden for a week I just took them out for a hack. It was a glorious morning and we had a great time. Galahad and I acted as a newspaper delivery – my neighbour has a delivery every day but it is dropped off at the bottom of the hill about a mile from her house. If it is there when I ride past I tend to take it up for her.
It is times like this that I realise how far Galahad has come. He stood like a rock while I messed about with the paper and behaved very well when I was carrying it up the hill. There are two papers on a Saturday which makes it more tricky and it was only as I went past that I remembered I hadn’t ridden him that way since I fell off the other week. I was a bit concerned he might get worried whilst I was riding one handed but he didn’t react at all.
I also took him for a canter in the fields. They are always a bit wet even in summer and I think they are getting past the point where they are rideable now. It’s not dangerous yet but we left quite a few hoof prints and as it isn’t our field I don’t like to make a mess of it.
Galahad was feeling rather fresh and he showed that he really does like going fast. I got asked a couple of weeks ago if I can stop him when he takes off and I found that the answer is, ‘Sometimes.’ If I catch him early enough I don’t have much of a problem but it is harder once he gets going properly. I discovered that I can be quite ineffective as a rider too – once I start to think something risky is inevitable I tend to just hang on until it is over and then start trying again afterwards. Not that Galahad is actually dangerous – he just can gallop rather fast!
In other news we have had some work done our trees which has left us with a rather large pile of logs to burn but we also have these to jump:
I can’t wait to get them moved so we can jump them before the ground gets too wet. As you can see we are rather excited!