Caol Ila
Well-Known Member
A few weeks ago, I had a second lesson with the dressage trainer and was really pleased with it! For years, my horse and I have had a crap canter, too heavy and on the forehand, and I had blamed it on her being a draft cross. They can't all be Valegro. During the lesson, the trainer changed a few things about my seat and my aids, and the mare went into this incredible uphill, powerful canter. It was a wee bit disconcerting, like sitting on a fighter jet, but an amazing feeling. The horse doesn't have a crap canter, just a crap rider!
I have tried to repeat this poweful canter outwith the lesson, and I can't say that I have been wildly succesful at finding that gear again. Today, the horse was schooling all right, and I'd done a few canters from both walk and trot, and they'd been her 'normal' canter, kind of sprawly and on the forehand. Then I asked for another canter transition from the walk, and the hind end folded underneath me, the neck and shoulders came up and I felt that big spurt of power as the horse collected. Then, the base, limbic part of every rider's brain, the part that says, 'Wait, sitting on a 1200lbs animal is stupid,' kicked into gear and said, 'Oh no, she's taking off,' and I slammed on the emergency brakes. Horse dutifully returned to the walk. I swore a lot. No, you fool, that's the GOOD canter.
I tried to repeat the good canter, but my horse wasn't having it. 'No, you just said you didn't want that. You get the flat, on the forehand canter because you don't freak out at that one.'
Balls, balls, balls.
I have tried to repeat this poweful canter outwith the lesson, and I can't say that I have been wildly succesful at finding that gear again. Today, the horse was schooling all right, and I'd done a few canters from both walk and trot, and they'd been her 'normal' canter, kind of sprawly and on the forehand. Then I asked for another canter transition from the walk, and the hind end folded underneath me, the neck and shoulders came up and I felt that big spurt of power as the horse collected. Then, the base, limbic part of every rider's brain, the part that says, 'Wait, sitting on a 1200lbs animal is stupid,' kicked into gear and said, 'Oh no, she's taking off,' and I slammed on the emergency brakes. Horse dutifully returned to the walk. I swore a lot. No, you fool, that's the GOOD canter.
I tried to repeat the good canter, but my horse wasn't having it. 'No, you just said you didn't want that. You get the flat, on the forehand canter because you don't freak out at that one.'
Balls, balls, balls.