Post by Beth&Rosie on Oct 11, 2011 19:08:57 GMT 1
Well most of you people on here know me as I have been in the last few months with Rosie, because I never really posted before that. And you probably all think I am an ever confident and brave rider, who loves to post about her horse 
but I have not always been like this!
Before I got Rosie a year and a month ago, I was a wreck. My pony was lovely on the ground and in the school, but a nightmare anywhere else and he completely destroyed by previously unwavering confidence. On hacks he would be fine, then suddenly BOOM he would, buck, spin and tank for home. There was nothing I could do since he was a cob built like a tank and I was only 12! At shows he would point black refuse to do anything. In the 3 years I had him we only got past the second jump once... He used to nap jumping at home, but he got better towards the end.
Anyway, what really knocked my confidence hacking was being tanked off with across 2 fields, being bucked off and not being able to catch him for ages. Shortly afterwards (a different hack!) he took off againand turned a right angled turn onto the road at gallop and dumped me on the road, a car was coming but it was far enough away to stop in time. So about 2 years ago I would not hack out at all or go to shows and really didn't enjoy riding! I could not hack out not on a lead rein, if i did I would end up shaking and crying the moment he stumbled or tensed and I had to get off and lead, sometimes a few miles home.
Slowly, with lots of support and my AMAZING YO/instructor my confidence came back a little, but I was never the same. I know it was me affecting him, because anyone else could ride him and he would be fine! I was still making up any excuse I could not to ride and regularly shed tears of fear, frustration and embarassment. I knew we weren't getting on, so he was sold to a lovely home where he now pootles round fields and pops the occasional jump.
So we started looking for a new one, at this time I was sharing a lovely, lovely horse during the week, riding my pony at weekends, while someone else rode him in the week, until we sold him, so we were in no hurry! Then we found Rosie. She was just a horse that a dealer brought out for me to try to compare to the horse we came to try. She was not really anything particularly special to look at, skinny, with a weepy eye, badly pulled mane etc. but the moment I got on her I fell in love! And when I saw her jump (my favourite thing normally!)
I knew she was the one. Everything we weren't looking for, young, green, a mare, coloured, from a dealer, over the price limit...We put down the deposit and booked the vetting 
A year on we jump 3ft3, did our first novice dressage test on sunday, are going XC for the first time on saturday, I hack out every weekend with a giant grin on my face at walk, trot, canter and even gallop! 
I trust her with my life and she has given me the confidence to learn to fly
Tea and cookies if you got this far!!!
but I have not always been like this!Before I got Rosie a year and a month ago, I was a wreck. My pony was lovely on the ground and in the school, but a nightmare anywhere else and he completely destroyed by previously unwavering confidence. On hacks he would be fine, then suddenly BOOM he would, buck, spin and tank for home. There was nothing I could do since he was a cob built like a tank and I was only 12! At shows he would point black refuse to do anything. In the 3 years I had him we only got past the second jump once... He used to nap jumping at home, but he got better towards the end.
Anyway, what really knocked my confidence hacking was being tanked off with across 2 fields, being bucked off and not being able to catch him for ages. Shortly afterwards (a different hack!) he took off againand turned a right angled turn onto the road at gallop and dumped me on the road, a car was coming but it was far enough away to stop in time. So about 2 years ago I would not hack out at all or go to shows and really didn't enjoy riding! I could not hack out not on a lead rein, if i did I would end up shaking and crying the moment he stumbled or tensed and I had to get off and lead, sometimes a few miles home.
Slowly, with lots of support and my AMAZING YO/instructor my confidence came back a little, but I was never the same. I know it was me affecting him, because anyone else could ride him and he would be fine! I was still making up any excuse I could not to ride and regularly shed tears of fear, frustration and embarassment. I knew we weren't getting on, so he was sold to a lovely home where he now pootles round fields and pops the occasional jump.
So we started looking for a new one, at this time I was sharing a lovely, lovely horse during the week, riding my pony at weekends, while someone else rode him in the week, until we sold him, so we were in no hurry! Then we found Rosie. She was just a horse that a dealer brought out for me to try to compare to the horse we came to try. She was not really anything particularly special to look at, skinny, with a weepy eye, badly pulled mane etc. but the moment I got on her I fell in love! And when I saw her jump (my favourite thing normally!)
I knew she was the one. Everything we weren't looking for, young, green, a mare, coloured, from a dealer, over the price limit...We put down the deposit and booked the vetting 
A year on we jump 3ft3, did our first novice dressage test on sunday, are going XC for the first time on saturday, I hack out every weekend with a giant grin on my face at walk, trot, canter and even gallop! 
I trust her with my life and she has given me the confidence to learn to fly Tea and cookies if you got this far!!!
She was really good, at one point i dropped my reins after the jump and she came back to trot, jumping in an open field 
put she didn't buck or tank off and i managed to pick the reins up and stop. 
