sharky
Well-Known Member
Bit of a long one, sorry!
I promised after asking some questions last week about mens autumn hunting attire I would give some feedback after my 1st time hunting which was this Saturday.
Background:
Me - 42yrs old 6ft bloke who only took up riding a year ago. I've done (and won) at prelim dressage, bit of show jumping and some xc schooling. I ride 5 days a week
Horse (William): 13yrs old 17.1hh Hanoverian x TB, been a dressage horse for 7 years before i got him a year ago (my 1st horse and learned to ride on him) - Super quiet, schools beautifully, a bit forward into jumps and loves xc. Ridden in eggbutt snaffle for dressage and a NS universal for xc and jumping - he always stops very easily (until Saturday !!!!!)
I arranged to go autumn hunting with the Chiddingfold, Leconfield and Cowdray Hunt last saturday after speaking to the secretary (lovely lady) who gave me a load of tips and helpful nerve soothing advice that it will be "fine".
I arrived bright(ish) and early to the meet after getting William ready the night before and myself suited & booted in my new and freshly polished attire (fawn breeches, light blue shirt with a subtle blue spotted tie, black long field boots and new green keepers tweed jacket - that was a bit too big for me)
Before I even got William out the trailer I knew today was going to be interesting as he was on his toes and must have grown a hand. When he heard the hounds he was almost dancing on the spot (I never knew he could piaffe)
.
Off the trailer I very nearly put him straight back on again as he was so very excited which really was not helping my nerves but after mounting (2 attempts as he wouldnt stand still) it all seemed to calm down a bit.
I met the hunt sec who relieved me of my cap and had a nice chat and she introduced me to a few of the regulars and then brought the Master over to say hello. They all commented about how lovely William was and how well behaved he is for his 1st time we hadnt moved off at this point.
We moved off into the middle of the pack in a walk and then trot, or as William decided, a jog and a trotcanter with me telling him off and trying to regulate his pace. At that point I knew it was going to be a long day and I should have bit him up for the day.
To be fair, my Instructor did say Im sure hell be fine, give him a chance in the universal 1st thats the last time I listen to her!!!!
As we headed towards the 1st covert across some fields the Masters and rest of the field started cantering, which in Williams world means head up and gallop.
As I passed about 15 riders gently trying to encourage him to a slower more controlled pace = heals down, weight back, taking very big pulls on the reins. After a bit of breaking the lock in his neck he came back to a nice steady extended trot/half canter as everyone else was trotting.
At this point I dont know who was breathing harder.. however we got to the 1st covert and spread out he then stood beautifully, barely moving for at least 25mins.
Phew, maybe that is the excitement gone and we can have nice day from here fat chance as William billy big bol**x had now got a taste for this fast herd fun.
The master called field please after the hounds drew a blank and we all moved over a couple of fields. Time for William to be in 1 gait higher than everybody else again, this carried on for the next 2 and half hours.
The stops and wait were lovely and everyone again commented on how well he is behaving for his 1st time
REALLY, do you want to sit on his back and try and control him as I sure as hell cant.
In fact everyone was really nice and helpful sharing advice and experiences much worse than mine so that made me feel a bit better.
As we galloped across the last field (everyone else in canter of course) I lost all power in my arms to control him, I had to finally give in and let him have his head for a while hoping he would not get any faster wrong again!!!! Like a rocket only faster!!!!! I did an extra lap of the field to get him back.
At that point I wimped out and left the field early with another lady who was having fun with her youngster. Oddly enough they called for home 2 mins after we left anyway but at least I didnt have to do the canter home with the pack.
Me and this nice lady jogged (she walked and William jogged) the couple of miles back to the trailer.
He was dripping in sweat (so was I) so got a couple of buckets of water ever him, loaded back on trailer. I had a bacon butty from the lovely people at the hunt and chatted with loads of people who were again very complementary and welcomed me back anytime. Phew
Positives of the day:
Everyone I met was really lovely
Hunt was very well organised
William is actually fitter than I thought
I actually enjoyed most of it
I do want to again soon
I didnt fall off
I didnt do any major faux pas
Negatives
I NEED A STRONGER BIT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I couldnt move most of Sunday
My nerves are shot and I have become a heavy drinker since Saturday
Sorry that was so long . So, the next question is what Bit shall I use now????
I promised after asking some questions last week about mens autumn hunting attire I would give some feedback after my 1st time hunting which was this Saturday.
Background:
Me - 42yrs old 6ft bloke who only took up riding a year ago. I've done (and won) at prelim dressage, bit of show jumping and some xc schooling. I ride 5 days a week
Horse (William): 13yrs old 17.1hh Hanoverian x TB, been a dressage horse for 7 years before i got him a year ago (my 1st horse and learned to ride on him) - Super quiet, schools beautifully, a bit forward into jumps and loves xc. Ridden in eggbutt snaffle for dressage and a NS universal for xc and jumping - he always stops very easily (until Saturday !!!!!)
I arranged to go autumn hunting with the Chiddingfold, Leconfield and Cowdray Hunt last saturday after speaking to the secretary (lovely lady) who gave me a load of tips and helpful nerve soothing advice that it will be "fine".
I arrived bright(ish) and early to the meet after getting William ready the night before and myself suited & booted in my new and freshly polished attire (fawn breeches, light blue shirt with a subtle blue spotted tie, black long field boots and new green keepers tweed jacket - that was a bit too big for me)
Before I even got William out the trailer I knew today was going to be interesting as he was on his toes and must have grown a hand. When he heard the hounds he was almost dancing on the spot (I never knew he could piaffe)
.
Off the trailer I very nearly put him straight back on again as he was so very excited which really was not helping my nerves but after mounting (2 attempts as he wouldnt stand still) it all seemed to calm down a bit.
I met the hunt sec who relieved me of my cap and had a nice chat and she introduced me to a few of the regulars and then brought the Master over to say hello. They all commented about how lovely William was and how well behaved he is for his 1st time we hadnt moved off at this point.
We moved off into the middle of the pack in a walk and then trot, or as William decided, a jog and a trotcanter with me telling him off and trying to regulate his pace. At that point I knew it was going to be a long day and I should have bit him up for the day.
To be fair, my Instructor did say Im sure hell be fine, give him a chance in the universal 1st thats the last time I listen to her!!!!
As we headed towards the 1st covert across some fields the Masters and rest of the field started cantering, which in Williams world means head up and gallop.
As I passed about 15 riders gently trying to encourage him to a slower more controlled pace = heals down, weight back, taking very big pulls on the reins. After a bit of breaking the lock in his neck he came back to a nice steady extended trot/half canter as everyone else was trotting.
At this point I dont know who was breathing harder.. however we got to the 1st covert and spread out he then stood beautifully, barely moving for at least 25mins.
Phew, maybe that is the excitement gone and we can have nice day from here fat chance as William billy big bol**x had now got a taste for this fast herd fun.
The master called field please after the hounds drew a blank and we all moved over a couple of fields. Time for William to be in 1 gait higher than everybody else again, this carried on for the next 2 and half hours.
The stops and wait were lovely and everyone again commented on how well he is behaving for his 1st time
REALLY, do you want to sit on his back and try and control him as I sure as hell cant.
In fact everyone was really nice and helpful sharing advice and experiences much worse than mine so that made me feel a bit better.
As we galloped across the last field (everyone else in canter of course) I lost all power in my arms to control him, I had to finally give in and let him have his head for a while hoping he would not get any faster wrong again!!!! Like a rocket only faster!!!!! I did an extra lap of the field to get him back.
At that point I wimped out and left the field early with another lady who was having fun with her youngster. Oddly enough they called for home 2 mins after we left anyway but at least I didnt have to do the canter home with the pack.
Me and this nice lady jogged (she walked and William jogged) the couple of miles back to the trailer.
He was dripping in sweat (so was I) so got a couple of buckets of water ever him, loaded back on trailer. I had a bacon butty from the lovely people at the hunt and chatted with loads of people who were again very complementary and welcomed me back anytime. Phew
Positives of the day:
Everyone I met was really lovely
Hunt was very well organised
William is actually fitter than I thought
I actually enjoyed most of it
I do want to again soon
I didnt fall off
I didnt do any major faux pas
Negatives
I NEED A STRONGER BIT !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I couldnt move most of Sunday
My nerves are shot and I have become a heavy drinker since Saturday
Sorry that was so long . So, the next question is what Bit shall I use now????