Reflections on horse training
Recently a client recommended Jack Brainard’s book, “If I Were to Train a Horse”, to me. By coincidence, the Chris Cox show on RFD-TV was airing an episode with Jack Brainard yesterday. Since it was on at my lunch time, I watched it while on “break”. I actually saw Jack in person at the 2002 Parelli Savvy Conference, and basically he was saying the same thing both times. Footfall. His thing is footfall. Where are the horse’s feet and when is the best time, in relation to the feet, to ask for a movement?
I admired Jack’s horse in 2002. He was beautiful and highly trained. I thought Mr. Brainard made a lot of sense. He is not the only trainer to focus on footfall, and the method clearly works.
A few weeks ago Showtime had a free preview weekend and I got to watch the documentary, “Buck”, about Buck Branaman. I have read two of Buck’s books as well. It does seem to me, from watching the video, that he says one thing and does another. But he is a popular clinician and people swear by him. I do think anyone who has a chance to watch the film, should, to see what not to do.
I was pretty horrified by some of what I saw – but my big question is WHO would WANT to ride a horse in that state of mind? And WHY? Horses are dangerous enough when they’re well trained and behaved. They can accidentally kill you without any bad intentions whatsoever. Why ride a horse – or even try to train a horse – who is out of his mind with fear? I have trained three horses to saddle from scratch. None of them so much as batted an eye when I put the saddle on. None of them thought it was a big deal when I got on. I didn’t spend hours and days working with them, I didn’t sack them out. Anyone who might have been filming me would have felt bored to death. All I did was create a relationship. That was it. I got the horses to trust me. One day I decided that I would put the saddle blanket on. So I did. I acted like it was just a normal everyday thing, and the horses accepted it as such. The next day (or maybe a few days later) I put a bareback pad on and tightened the girth just enough to keep it from flipping around. No one cared. The next time it was the saddle. No one cared.
To me, the relationship is everything. If a horse trusts you and accepts you as a higher member of the herd, that is really the secret to horse training. I also act normal. By which I mean I drop things, maybe I yell at another horse or call to someone, I toss a rope over a back, all of it as it unfolds in reality, in the moment – not forced or as “practice”. In short I do not go out of my way to be extra quiet, extra slow, extra anything. I am just my normal self. That is from day one. The horse learns what is normal human behavior, and learns to accept that we are weird and do things for no apparent reason at times. And that none of it hurts him/her.
There are many ways to train horses. Clinton Anderson’s method works for him and many others, ditto Parelli’s method, John Lyons’ method, Linda Tellington Jones’, George Morris’, etc. But they don’t work for all people or all horses. Parelli affirms that his method WILL work on all horses, but it’s been common knowledge for years that he couldn’t ride Casper.
People shouldn’t give up or feel like failures if a certain method doesn’t work for them, or for their horse. We are all different. Neither should the horse be blamed or labeled stubborn, disobedient, stupid, or whatever. We’re just all different.
Personally, Jack Brainard’s method will never work for me. First, I am incapable of keeping track of footfall. I have tried it – a few different times – and it gives me a migraine! Second, I am not a micro-manager by nature.
I let my failure to master footfall make me feel less a horseman – for a while. Then it dawned on me that I didn’t need to track footfall. I had never needed to before, why start now. The one horse that I trained to what would be considered First Level dressage, did beautiful canter departs on the correct lead, exactly when I asked. There might have been a miniscule delay between my intention to ask and the actual depart – as the HORSE had to wait for his feet to be in the right position. But that was his job, not mine.
I will admit, that perhaps when I was training him to understand what I wanted, it might have been helpful to ask at the exact instant that foot was in place. Maybe. But there is not much precision in getting a horse to canter on signal the first few times. What I have found that is helpful is to ask for the first several canters at the exact same spot. Horse are very quick to make those kinds of connections. Then as the horse grasps the whole idea, start asking at different spots.
But that is me. We are all different. Our personalities, and basic nature, affect which training method will work best for US. Then we must try to figure out what works best for the horse. What is their basic nature and personality? Some horses are independent and get bored easily. Some find a lot of comfort in routine and can do lots of ring work without feeling bored or put upon. Some horses can be yelled at, some must be sweet talked. Each one is different. For example, Zola evidently wants contact to feel confident and relaxed at this stage. Chance hates to make lots of turns. I’ve tried warming him up by trot work in an imaginary arena. After the third or fourth turn he gets annoyed and I can almost hear him saying, “What the heck are you doing? Let’s go somewhere!” Not a great dressage prospect. But I think he’d do okay as a jumper, certainly a trail horse.
That is where the relationship becomes invaluable. When we are connected to our horses, we have a better chance of understanding what that tossed head or those pinned ears mean. Most often they DO mean something, it’s not just the horse trying to be a pain.
So happy training to all – look for the method that truly suits you, or create your own. Don’t ever feel bad because something doesn’t work for you or your horse. We are all different.
Riding Zola
It was too soggy to ride Chance today – anything faster than a walk was out of the question – but fine for riding Zola. Which I’m starting to look forward to.
Today we walked further around the track. From the west side of the arena we went more than halfway down the track eastward. We had a little spook – not sure what it was, but I did notice that some birds took flight immediately after. The spook was my favorite kind – just a high head and an abrupt stop. So that was good. Remembering to keep a light contact, this turned out to be a very nice ride – I would say our best “outside” ride ever.
It’s interesting riding a horse who hasn’t learned to ignore the things we do. If I stopped following the motion, she walked slower. She’s forcing me to pay attention – a good thing.
Every horse has something to teach us.
Ask a question . . . get an answer!
“Do they understand us?” “How cooperative are they willing to be?” These are two questions I included in my post yesterday.
When I put Roxanna back in yesterday afternoon, I rubbed her neck and face and told her that if she wants a relationship she’ll have to trust me more. I didn’t mean trust exactly, but it was the only word I had. A rough – very rough – approximation would be she has to take the next step in making herself clear as well as trusting me more. Since horses read our minds, Roxanna “heard” what I really meant, which I don’t have words to describe.
Today, after riding Zola, I put Roxanna out to graze. My plan was to worm her when I was ready to put her in. I wasn’t expecting any problems, as I’ve had Roxanna since 2005 and she’s never been difficult to worm. I would have wormed her first, but some horses don’t like to eat right after being wormed – I’m guessing it’s because the wormer makes things taste bad – and I didn’t want to spoil her grazing time.
An hour and a half later, I went out to get her (she was wearing a halter and lead). She stood perfectly still and let me pick up the rope. She then reached over and touched her nose to the syringe of ivermectin in my pocket. It was kind of odd, but my only thought was that I hoped she wasn’t going to try to avoid getting wormed now that she’d smelled it. I took the syringe our of my pocket and started to raise it. Before I could get my arm up, Roxanna grabbed the syringe in her mouth. I instinctively (?) tried to take it out. What perverse creatures we humans are! Every time it started to come out Roxanna worked harder to keep it in. Finally (duh) I just wormed her. Then she let me have the sryinge back.
I have wormed a lot of horses, including Roxanna, and NEVER had that happen. EVER. I do not feed treats in wormer syringes. I have never used the “trick” of practising worming using applesauce, or anything else. When I present wormer to a horse it’s wormer. I don’t believe in lying to horses.
So what was that? My opinion? Roxanna was trying to show how cooperative she can be. And how much she understands. And that she definitely wants our relationship to go to the next step.
Wow is how I feel. Wow. I really can’t get over it. What an experience! If she had hands she’d have wormed herself. That’s a statement.
Roxanna and I . . .
Our relationship is still developing and I am still letting Roxanna set the pace. My goal is to see how free can a horse be, how cooperative, when allowed to choose. To see how much of their intelligence they’ll reveal, and just how well DO they understand us?
Part of my daily routine is grazing the horses in the big field in the afternoon. Some I turn loose without halters, some with halters and lead ropes. Some I hand graze as they are not yet at the point where they can be trusted loose.
Roxanna started out as hand-graze, but after a few times I let her loose with a halter and lead rope. She was fine.
Many people do not think horses can be trusted to be turned loose. And all horses are not ready for that, it’s true. However, I think a large majority would surprise people. Horses are in kind of a catch 22 situation. They are definitely smart enough, willing enough, and trustworthy enough to be turned loose, but because people don’t believe it, they don’t get the chance to prove it.
I don’t want my horses to be slaves, or to do things because they’ve been specifically trained to do them. My goal is to have cooperative relationships with my horses. I want our interactions to be communication, not behavior modification. I believe horses can read our thoughts if they’re clear. My feeling is that if we have a language we both understand, we can engage in conversation. New things and new situations are then easily introduced to the horse because “training” is not necessary – merely an explanation. More than that – the horse becomes free to express his/her self and offer things we never even thought of.
Of course this does require that the horse like me, or at least considers me a herd member. And trust. Between both parties.
As an experiment, I’m trying something I’ve never done before – with Roxanna. She has always made it clear that she wants a relationship with me. She’s also made it clear she doesn’t completely trust humans. Not surprisingly. And I confess, as a result, I do not completely trust her. We are working on this together.
As the next step in this experiment, I decided to take a risk and let Roxanna out without a halter. The big question would be what would happen when I went to bring her in. She has already shown that haltering isn’t necessarily something that is guaranteed to happen.
I left her out until last – as she clearly understands that as a privilege. When I walked up she faced me. Good. Then she walked past me, across the field, toward the gate to the fenced area. It was clear to me that she knew it was time to go in, and she was willing to go in. I am pretty sure that if someone had been there holding the gate open she would have gone right in. But, as usual, there were at least 5 horses clustered at the gate and it was impossible for me to hold it open for Roxanna, without several going out.
I gave Roxanna three chances to go in on her own. When she didn’t (don’t blame her), it was clear that I’d have to halter her. Ah . . . problem. Not surprising. However, though Roxanna avoided the halter she never strayed far from the gate. She didn’t take off at a canter across the field or down the road. In the end, after several minutes, she allowed me to put the halter on and I put her in.
So, another step in our journey together.
Update January 23rd
The Meroth bit is working well. Chance steers almost effortlessly, which tells me that it’s just having the bit that’s making the difference.
I’m anxious to start galloping – not only to get him fit, but because it’s fun! For those who’d like to see what it’s like, here’s a video from YouTube. (Not me or anyone I know). Click here to view.
Riding Zola is not as much fun – yet anyway. She still has “the face”, usually accompanied by a neck twist/head shake. Sometimes (on the lunge) with a buck, kick, plunge, or other display of irritation at being told what to do. Luckily, she is sensitive and has a good whoa. We’ve had a few minor disagreements over direction, but she has yielded each time without a big fuss. She has a very nice walk, and interestingly, walks more confidently, and with fewer disagreements, if I maintain contact. This is still with just the jumping hackamore, and the contact is light. Not sure why that is – but am using it to my advantage.
So far we’ve walked around the outside of the arena, inside the arena (her least favorite thing), and part way across the field, including passing through the wet area/slight ditch. Without issue. Next goal is to go all the way around the “track”.
I was going to take a photo of how deep Chance’s feet sink in the wet areas just at the walk. However, we had a thunderstorm last night and the footprints were filled with water. It’s not visible of course, but the print is about 4″ deep. I’ve also included a photo of one of the wet areas that run across the field. There are 2 major ones. Unfortunately these drainage areas are not the only wet spots where Chance sinks in.
Each print is at least 4 inches deep, some are deeper, depending on how wet it was at the time.
Training update
I’ve been riding Chance pretty regularly lately. He is starting to trot with some energy and a lower head. There is one issue however. With the LG Bridle (bitless) he does not steer very well to the right at the trot. I’ve done a few short canters, but on turns, not the straight sections where he wants to bear left. I decided last night to try him, finally, in the Meroth bit today. I never had trouble steering Chance with a bit, and am hoping this will fix the problem. Can’t gallop without steering.
Of course, today it’s windy! However, it was in the 50′s and the truth is I enjoy riding, so I thought I’d give it a try. Chance spooked twice on the walk to the trailer – not a good sign – but I was hoping he’d be good out in the field away from trees, etc. He stood quietly while I tacked him up and was calm when I led him into the field and got on. The Meroth clearly felt weird to him, and he seemed to think I was holding him back – I wasn’t – because of the strap under the jaw I’m guessing, which was on the loosest setting. Once I got him into a trot it didn’t seem to bother him as much, but I confess that I only went one lap – as the wind was howling (30 mph gusts) and Chance’s ears were straight up. Still, it was good for both of us to get out there.
I didn’t seem to have any problem steering – whether that was from the wind or the bit I can’t be sure. Unfortunately the forecast is for rain, and the field is still wet from the last rain and the snow. Hopefully the weather man is wrong.
Note: An interesting thing about the Meroth Leather Bit (from Germany) is that it can be used without a bridle once the horse is used to it.
Some photos of Lena
Lena is a funny girl. If I am in the pasture without a camera, she will walk up to me and seek affection. If she is lying down she doesn’t hop up if I walk by, but if I have my cell phone, she walks away. It’s hard to get photos of my other horses because if they see I have a camera they are immediately interested and all I end up with is a face in the camera. Lena is just the opposite. Most of the photos I get to take – of anyone – are fairly distant or on the opposite side of a fence. Good photos of horses require luck, or a good assistant!
However, I have managed to get some semi-decent shots of Lena and here they are.
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The filly has a call name . . . finally
A friend suggested I look at Native American names. I don’t normally do that, as I am not Native American, and TB’s are not horses of the west. But in my search for names that mean bold, independent, and clever, I found myself on a site for Native American female names . And I stumbled over a name that spoke to me, and which, given our girl’s jumping ability – and hopefully racing future – seemed appropriate. Since her grandsire’s name was Indian Charlie, and her sire’s name is Thunderprince, I don’t feel a Native American name is totally out of order.
So, the name? Cholena (though I will use a more phonetic spelling of Kolena), from the Delaware language, meaning That Which Soars. And of course, it’ll just be Lena for short.
Happy New Year!
It’s 2012, and I’m really hoping it will be a great year for everyone – and for the Racehorse Experiment.
If the horses’ behavior last night is any indicator, maybe it will be a special year.
I went to bed at 10:09 (you have to love digital clocks). At 11:48 I woke up to hear thundering hooves. My first thought was, “oh no!” Looking out the window I could see horses racing around the front field like it was a racetrack. Luckily, there is a security light in the field so I can see. Around they went. I could see there were a lot, and was afraid one had gotten out – Roxanna? The filly?
Try counting galloping horses in the dark as they pass each other! Finally they stopped, then stood there like they’d been napping the whole time. There was no transition – it was wild racing horses right to cocked hind legs and napping! How bizarre. And there were 10 of them, for which I was very grateful. If I had looked, would it have been exactly midnight? I can only wonder.
Add to that what I consider a miracle – a very generous donation to the Racehorse Experiment (and literally an answer to a prayer ) – completely out of the blue – and the signs seem to point to something special.
Happy New Year.





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