Sunday, February 6, 2011

Award:]

Do you know who I love? Lexa from Notes from a Horse Trainer, In Training, not only because shes super adorable, artistic and is a bad ass on the guitar, but also because she gave me this award:

So thanks Lexa:]

Here are the rules:
1. Thank and link back to the person who awarded you this award

2. Share 7 things about yourself

3. Award 15 recently discovered great bloggers

4. Contact these bloggers and tell them about the award!

Onto the 7 things!

  1. I totally wish I had more time this time of year to spend with my horses. I can only imagine what awful new tricks the three year olds have thought up out there running wild. Not to mention Shining, she probably thinks that she is a wild range mustang by now.
  2. Stormy is my love[ in case I didn't mention that in the last post]
  3. I want to be as good as the guys when it comes to cowboying. The greatest compliment I ever got from anyone is when a friend of my dad's[ who happens to be an amazing cowboy himself] told me that I rode better then any of the boys we were riding with. Or I guess when another one of my dad's friends told me that Stormy was a damn good horse and he would buy her in a heartbeat just because of her natural talent and how well everything else had been taught to her.
  4. I want a gaited Walker, I know that I'd be sacrificing speed for gait, but I just like those horses. Or if not, maybe a Morab or Morgan/Quarter something along those lines I just love Morgans they're just such chill impressive little horses, and they aren't bad on cows either.
  5.  I wanted to go to school at the Art Institute but can't seem to handle the idea of leaving Storm and Shining for such a large amount of time.
  6. I've always wanted to brush race but up here we don't have many races. But if I could I would love or race Storm or my dad's big gelding.
  7. I've tried out and can ride many different styles, western[of course] english, huntseat, dressage, barrel racing, driving, sidesaddle and of course just plain old leisurely bareback which I gotta say is best.
Awards, ahh yes awards. Well if it wasn't cheating I'd send it back Lexa's way since her blog is my favorite, but I have a few other horse blogs that I love...

  1. Mustang Diaries
  2. I Will Jump Sweet Jumps
  3. Cross Country Dreamin'
  4. The Wild Horse Project
  5. A Horse Crazy American in Germany

Monday, January 17, 2011

I turned my back and lost my heart

So I was riding the other day[imagine that] Gathering cows with some friends of my dad's and some lady asked what Stormy's breeding is. I think I must of sat there like an idiot until I finally managed to stammer out some BS about it not being anything special.
I am pretty ashamed. If she woulda been Shining I could of rattled off her whole pedigree on her dam's side and most of the important stuff on her sire's. Actually I could that with most of our horses, if not all of them. I don't know why I didn't pay more attention to Storm's.
Actually I guess I do, from when I first started trainiing her I knew it wouldn't be permenant. Get close enough to her that she can trust you, make sure she knows you won't hurt, but don't get attached. Thats the ways its always been, don't get to attached to the cows you're going to eat them. Don't get to close to the pups once they're used to the cows they're gonna be given away... So it just came natural, its work, not bonding. Besides at the time I had the promise of a colt if her training worked out. A baby colt, which at the time training a colt from birth up was my dream. And some crazed gray 5 year old filly was not going to interfere.
But I underestimated the power her brown see-into-your-soul eyes could have on my hardened little cowgirl heart. While I taught her, she taught me to love her. All of her, every strange habit, all her weird little tricks The way when I was teaching her to flex she always would nudge my foot and how that developed into her doing it every time something worries her. Her wild fright of wire and anything that remotely resembles it. The way she loves to run just for the pure hell of it. The wild way she has when it comes to cows, and how much of a Quarter she is in the way she works them and loves it. How she'd rather prance then just watch. Through the past 5 or 6 years shes taught me to love her in all kinds of little ways and now my heart is totally lost to her. I think leaving her behind when I go to school in the fall will be one of the hardest things, she is my pretty shoulder to cry on and I know that with me going away Paul's gonna want her back and I am not ready for that...
She stole my heart only to be stolen[okay not technically] from me.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Twilight gets some training!

So I haven't posted in weeks? maybe months? I'm not quite sure.
But good news is this blog will probably get alot of use in the near future, because-

*drum roll*
We finally have the three year olds in!!!!!!!!!!!!
Actually they've been in for like a month. Unfortunately I haven't gotten to work with Twi as much as I'd like simply because school and cheering and other pain-in-the-ass problems keep arising.
But thats all besides the point... where to begin, where to begin.

Well I guess I got her right before school and have worked with her from sacking her out in everyway I could think of,  then bitting up, first saddling, sitting on her, more ground work, and exposing her to everything.

Today though its been like a week since I've had time to work with her so we just pretty much reviewed. I tossed [my new used!!!] saddle on her back and threw a bridle on Teddy  and ponied her up to where our rode meets the highway and back. Over all kinds of frightful stuff like bridges and creeks, a highway and a burned patch of grass. Twilight was fine with all of it- Teddy just about died of a heartattack during any given moment. That horse of Mary's is such a pussy cat! I hope Twi keeps up her bravery when I climb into the saddle cuz I am not such a big fan of getting dumped. I can't wait to ride her though even though our area of riding has been drastically cut into by hunters running all over the place.
Oh well Autumn will blow over into Winter and Winter will give birth to Spring and I can spend my final days riding the plains of my home on the Great Oregon Desert.
Well thats it for today- tomorrow I'll have more to report on little Twi's progress...

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Well I haven't blogged here in awhile- but really I haven't had any reason to. The only riding I've done is working. All of our horses are in the mountains, to me this is like the ultimate heartbreaker because I had just started riding Storm bareback. But on the bright side I'm finallly comfertable enough in her neckreining to put her in a tom thumb bit, up until now shes just had a snaffle. I know that took a long time but thanks to several of our horses who  weren't trained to neck rein well enough when they were in snaffle or hackamore there was no way I was putting her  in a bit until I thought she was a hundred percent ready.
We're getting the three year olds in to work with them , round pen or no round pen. I'm so tired of waiting around for something that isn't gonna happen so we're just gonna have to work around that large mountain little bump, that somehow sprung up in the road.

I'm thinking about merging this blog back with the other one- it just doesn't get enough use. I'll see how frequently I use it while we're training the colts.
Nickers and Whinnies,
Kyle, Celia, Stormy, and Shine

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Random Picture Overload!






















So I decided I oughta get yall acquainted with the looks[or former looks] of my darling cast of ponehs=]
These pics are kinda old so not everybody looks the same but still pretty close:
Celia:

Stormy in the sun

Baby Shining!
Katie:
Fuzzt Teddy
Rosie Posie:
Teke Peke
Kitty KatThe new boys:
Tiggy
and Cash/Moosy

The dynamic tria in horse form:
Rockette
And Misty and Twi:
Wily-
Thats it for the random pics today=]]

Friday, July 2, 2010

Yeehaw!

I love jumping, but haven't really jumped at all since Celia got cripppled, of course sage jumping, but that doesn't count. Last Saturday I got the brilliant idea that we could make our own jumping course.
So true to our roots Mary and I went all out and what we got was a somewhat redneck jumping course-complete with tires and barrels, which we haven't used[hence the lack of pictures]
Unforetunatley the pictures we got of our more basic jumps didn't turn out so great because of the camera quality.
Ted likes to jump about a mile before he should
But by the end of this session he was getting better
Up and ovver
She looks frightened
Mary has the tendency to ride close to her horse and pull back when she jumps
Teke is an excellent jumper, but gets carried away and I forgot to lift myself
Gyps got led over a few
I totally look the part in skinny jeans and vans, of course=]
Rita and I tried to sync, it didn't work
Mary prefers Ted but she'll ride Teke
Ha, yep thats been my horse involvement for the last week, an amazing time jumping!

Sunday, June 27, 2010

I'll take a Morgan, or a horse

I'm still searching diligently for a horse, not sure what breed or anything-preferably a Fjord, Morgan, Mustang, Arab, or Welsh, maybe a Walker though or another gaited breed. I'm trying to stay away from QHs this time, I mean I love my Quarters, I wouldn't trade Storm for the world, but I need something different. I'm hoping[if I don't find the perfect horse before] to pick up a something in October, they always have several unregistered, different breeds of horses that go dirt cheap. If I see a Fjord there this year I will not let it slip away again! I still regret letting the last little Fjord mare. I guess I'd take a nice little Morgan mare over a Fjord though I suppose.. I've totally fallen in love with Morgans recently, I mean is this not the cutest little thing you've ever seen:

And look at this gorgeous stud:
I love how they carry themselves:
And have such sweet faces:

[Not my pics]
First hand I have hardly any experience with Morgans. When I was in middle school one of my best friends had a crazy hyper little Morab-but she def more Arab then Morgan. Recently the only Morgans I've been around are one of the guys we ride with in the mountains owns too hulking Morgans, there cute tough little horses and keep up with the best of our Quarters.
You'll definitely being hearing more about my horse hunting this summer=]