Eventing in the North

Last Thursday, Tag demonstrated some athleticism and dumped me during our lesson. In his defense, we were 55 minutes into a lesson (25 more minutes than I think he had ever been ridden before) and I smacked him pretty hard with the dressage whip in an attempt to keep him cantering around the corner. I hit the railroad tie that bounds our arena, but other than sore shoulders and a sore point on my hip (that I didn't notice until 3 days later), all is good.

Last weekend, the eventing season got underway here in Pennsylvania as well as in Area 8. While I volunteered at Plantation Field, I got updates of Keebler and Lynn's first event together at Spring Bay. The wonderful Cyndi Kurth actually texted me move by move during his dressage test. Plantation was a lot of fun and Keebler and Lynn finished on their (rather Keebleresque) dressage score.

Events to follow in Florida and volunteering at Fair Hill this coming weekend.

Tag hacks out

And is brilliant. Doesn't even look at the big burn pile (a scary thing for most horses). Still doesn't steer perfectly, but it is less noticeable out in the big fields. Walks, trots, walks, trots, as asked. Seems to be getting used to the idea that the bit isn't going away just because he wishes it would. Then tried Steph's saddle. Fits him well, but I can't decide if it is too wide. Need to borrow it for a jumping lesson. This fabulous weather makes it tempting to just stay outside all the time. This is when I wish my office had a window!

Tag is hom

Off to see Tag at Missy's. More to follow