Today the rain gave way to sunshine and I took Encore! out with a lunge line snapped onto her bit, looped over her headstall and laced through the bit on the other side. We walked past our dressage arena in progress and enjoyed a light hearted lunge on our smaller square flat. Yes a long cherished dream of a home base dressage arena is becoming a reality. My dear neighbor Jon got a new tractor and wanted to practice. His wife Pam suggested he make a dressage arena for Encore! and me; a miracle to be sure.

Jon is having fun moving the soil and Encore! looks over the fence in anticipation of leaping around on her new dance floor. Yes Encore! leaps like no horse I’ve ever seen for the simple joy of jumping about. She was born to run, but it turns out it’s her time to dance. I’m over the moon with excitement and a renewed commitment to take her up the levels of dressage. She’s a show girl for sure and we’ll have fun learning to tango!

Horses that learn to tap dance are rare, but so are elephants that learn to roller skate. Nothing is impossible!

~ Catalina

Sometimes life’s challenges are so demanding your best pals take a back seat. So it was for Encore! this month of October, 2018. Now, Encore! comes front and center again, and she’s good as gold. Not a shred of disobedience, just a happy girl with a spring in her step and enthusiasm for our walk about.

Most of the afternoon Encore! and her stablemate Daubry enjoyed the freedom from corrals and grazed on the lawn that doubles as a pasture. Ever playful, Encore! chased the chickens, dared the cat and peered in the studio window to get my attention. When I didn’t come out, she nibbled the potted plants and tipped them over for mischievous fun. I always try to give her a time of pure play before I ride. A horse with her energy and intelligence profits from a five acre romp full of interesting things to investigate. Today, after a month of minimal attention, it was particularly important to set her free.

At five o’clock, I put on my boots and set out Encore’s saddle and bridle on the way to her corral. As I approached, Encore! nickered and came to the gate for the handful of rice bran pellets. She shoved her nose into the halter knowing her reward was at hand.

I loosely tied her to the hitching rail and got my flag with deflated helium birthday balloon to see how comfortable she was with the crinkling sound of the tin foil balloon after a month off. To my great relief she was at ease and completely okay with the waving flag and balloon. No more jumping out of her skin on this test.

I brushed her and walked off to the waiting saddle, bridle, helmet and whip. I can’t say enough good things about a helium balloon that is flattened out, noisy and light in the air. I waved the flag and balloon again all over her body and around her head with gusto and she remained unconcerned. I saddled and bridled her easily and led her around to the circle driveway for a review of natural horsemanship circles and backing on command all the time flicking the flag and balloon like a wild butterfly. With Encore! at ease and eager, I figured we would walk around the property to get back into a routine. To my utter amazement Encore! walked calmly through the whole adventure. There wasn’t a moment of refusal or the old nervous response to any of her surroundings! She was a perfect ride. We walked through patterns and halted square. We did leg yield circles and crisscrossed the rough and she stayed focused and happy. Daubry, in desperation for attention, raced around his corral and tried in every way to get her attention but Encore! kept her calm demeanor. I have to say I was stunned with her excellent manner after so many days off. At the end of the forty-five minutes of calm we trotted up the driveway without hysteria and walked on verbal command.

On the circle driveway we halted square and I dismounted with a drop to the ground that keeps my legs tuned. At sixteen hands Encore! keeps me careful on my landing. I lead her over to the small deck off the workshop, untack and put her halter on again. I lead her to the hitching rail outside her corral. I brush her and pick her hooves and reward her with handfuls of pellets. Her happiness is my happiness and the month of desperation dissolves into serenity. Good as gold that’s my Encore!

~ Catalina

Encore!

I have the magic combination now to keep Encore! settled and prepared for the long and solid path of dressage. We have often, if not always, struggled with focus. Once again, with long lines consistently used for the first half an hour to forty-five minutes of our time together, the ride outside has become the safe and sane experience we both enjoy and deserve. Encore! is a Thoroughbred. She is bred and born to run. With long lines I can take all that power to run long and flat and shape it into strong and floating.We do miles of transitions from walk to trot to trot to canter to canter to walk to canter to halt and everything in between on a twenty meter circle with long lines. We throw in a figure like a serpentine or figure eight at the end of the long lining and Encore! is relaxed, happy and listening. I hope to master all the figures and movements all the way to Gran Prix on long lines as well as under saddle.

Once Encore! has completed her “warm up” we do some mounted walk, trot, and canter transitions together on the circle and then some leg yielding and shoulder- in on an almost flat rectangle. We make do with what we have here at home then travel cross-country to our neighbor’s arena for more fun with transitions. The twenty minutes of cross country is full of restrained, even relaxed, exuberance. After two hours of adventure inside and outside the arena, Encore! returns to her catch pen and paddock to enjoy a happy roll in the sandy soil. She bounces up as if she hadn’t done a thing all day and enthusiastically devours her hay.

I’ve never in all my horse experience ridden a horse with so much enthusiasm for everything. My farrier tells me I’ve done a great job. I look at him and hope he’s telling the truth. He works with lots of Thoroughbreds. To him Encore! is super girl. I can’t help but be inclined to agree. Perhaps it’s the exclamation point I add to the end of her name that reminds me she’s special. Regardless, it’s a joy to think of tomorrow with a ride on the wild side on Encore!

~ Catalina

Today is a breakthrough day. After day seventeen of ninety days of exclusive leg-yield spiral circles, Encore! and I are ready to ride the wild with no lunging or long lines to prepare for our adventure.   I gave up the lunging a few weeks ago and today I passed on long lines and went straight to getting up in the saddle.   Today Encore! said, in her non- verbal way, “Okay, I’m ready . I can do this!”

In the past I have allowed myself to leave off lunging and long lining young horses after a short time, because they understood what was necessary for us to ride the wild outdoors, bushwhacking through open country, trusting that we could handle whatever showed up. Encore! with her high spirits, power and opinions required a longer period of lunging and long-lining to insure our safety.

Imagine a filly that after a three hour ride, that included a half hour of long-lining, transitioning through walk, trot, canter and halt, in both directions, and the half hour of leg-yield spiraling circles thrown in, with a hour and a half bushwhacking adventure through hills and open country comes home and, upon release into her paddock, runs with high spirits and jumps with all four feet off the ground before she rolls in the sand. This is Encore!

Certainly, anyone can appreciate my satisfaction that today we get in the saddle and go! First we walk around the property five loops, going both ways, and then we randomly crisscross the open space. We ride to the gate and halt square. Encore! stands while I dismount and lead her over to push the button to open the gate. We stand quietly together while the creaking gate opens wide enough for us to pass through safely. I lead Encore! and bring her to the bottom of the sloping ground that stops at the paved private road. I ask her to be still while I step into the stirrup, pull myself up and settle into the saddle. There’s enough of a rise here that I can mount from the ground. Encore! knows the routine and stands still while I adjust my whip and gather my reins.   We wait a minute then quietly walk off and cross the road.

We walk down to the fork in the road, cross the road again and walk with enthusiasm through our neighbor’s forty acres of wild chaparral. We wander on the flat through tall grass some sagebrush and a grove of oak trees. We get to the top of the property and turn to follow the fence line protecting the Hilliard Bruce vineyard from deer. A small grove of tall Eucalyptus trees and sagebrush perfume the air. Ahead two deer appear from nowhere. In their confusion they run into each other then run off in two directions then join up again and disappear into a thicket. Encore! is undisturbed. Hallelujah! We continue along the fence-line into “Sleepy Hollow” dodging tree branches. At this spot I always think of the legend of the headless horseman galloping through the night under a full moon.

Birds chatter and rabbits zig zag in panic. Encore! marches through the thicket as we begin our climb up the hill. As we round the bend and leave the thicket, the same two deer leap into view up ahead. A third dear runs in from the right and Encore! skips in surprise. I remind her that this is completely unacceptable with a quiet but fierce, “Never do that again so help me God!” and we continue on. Encore! has new respect and trust that I am in charge and that the only thing she needs to react to is me.

After a steep climb through brush, scrub manzanita and more tall grass, we arrive at our neighbor’s Jimmy and Paula’s farm. We stop at the top of the hill and look out on a 200 degree view of the Lompoc Valley. Today the sun breaks through broken gray clouds and I can see all the way to the ocean. There’s no wind. Vineyards, La Purisima Golf Course, Santa Rita Hills, Los Padres National Forest and the City of Lompoc make up the landscape. Life is good in the wild.

After a long pause on top, we continue to ride to Jimmy and Paula’s farm just below us. We walk through the barnyard filled with pigs and free-to-wander ducks, chickens and geese. Horses in small corrals and larger paddocks nicker. After a few hesitations, we head up a gentle slope to the arena for our half hour of leg yield spiraling circles. On our way, we ride over Paula’s trail course with a little wooden bridge and arrive at the gate to the arena. We open the big gate without having to dismount. Encore! gets the job done. We exit after a disciplined workout ready to ride the wild again to return home.

It’s a great feeling to know I can now pull Encore! out of her paddock, saddle up and ride safe and sound into the wild.

~ Catalina