I’m off to adventure at conferences this week so heads up for some blog hop fun coming your way! Before I left I wanted to have a fun, relaxed ride on the horse. Grabbed the horse from field, realized there was only one other rider in the arena and decided to take advantage of all the space.
First I lunged O and made sure there wasn’t anything remotely wild in there (I’m a wuss), before tossing her in her happy mouth and hopping on her bareback. I haven’t ridden her bareback in months and months, minus the occasional walk back to the field where I’m too lazy to walk myself.
Since O has been so good and our transitions have gotten about 1000x smoother, I was pretty excited to see what it’d be like. Initial impression is the fact that she is just so incredibly round; as in I hopped on and almost slid right back off the other side. Props to the quarter horse genetics helping out there, but I also think a lot of the fitness work has really strengthened and ‘raised’ her topline. After a lap or so, I asked for a quiet trot and got it. She seemed unfazed by her rider giggling hysterically as we bounced around the arena. The first few turns were interesting as I figured out how to stay on the furry barrel I was riding. But hey, go big or go home, so after trotting the other direction, I asked for the canter.
God bless her, her royal fatness was totally chill and once again toted me around like a packer. After a few laps I had gotten my bareback sea-legs back and starting really enjoying it. Checking out myself in the mirror, I also loved that the lack of saddle forced me to keep my shoulders back and really use my seat. We didn’t do too much, but it was a blast. Afterwards O got lots of treats for not dumping my butt, and extra loves since I won’t be able to ride until this weekend.