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Post by Taylor Walker on Jun 25, 2011 22:10:05 GMT -8
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Taylor had not ridden his stallion Bleu much lately. The stallion was always laid back, at nine years old he had only covered one mare when he was four, so he did not act very study. Taylor planned eventually on putting him up for open stud if he started showing well. Although the seventeen two hand hand high hanoverian stallion was well mannered, he could get hot headed at times. Taylor was an experianced rider, and would not trust anybody less experianced than himself to handle the stallion. At times he could get hot and very forward, he loves to jump and would get excited in the arena.
Taylor led the stallion, tacked up in black and white. Taylor's saddle was dusty, from not having ridden in a little over a week. A dusty white saddle pad that needed washing badly was under the saddle pad. Taylor had wrapped Bleu's legs in nice was wraps for riding today. As the horse was getting older, Taylor took special precautions to keep his horse looking fit and trim and keep his legs good. 'No hoof no horse' was the saying everybody knew, but if a horse had a problem with his legs it was just as bad.
Bleu and Taylor walked into the outdoor arena. The stallions ears where perked, snorting loudly, almost prancing in. Taylor could tell today would be fun, with the stallion all excited. He usually calmed down when Taylor was on his back. The skies where blue and sunny, but slightly chilly. It was probably only about sixty and it was noon. Taylor flipped the reins over the horses neck and put his foot in the stirrup, mounting easily onto the tall, stocky horse. There where an arangement of jumps set up in the arena. Single oxers, double oxers, and a few rows of cross rails. Easy stuff for Taylor and Bleu, but he could use any practice.
Bleu excelled at dressage, along with hunter/jumper events. Taylor was good at dressage, but not as good as many. If a rider that really enjoyed dressage rode Bleu, he knew just about anybody could win. Taylor enjoyed jumping, as well he was starting to do reining and working cows. No matter what he got in to, he and Bleu would always be a pair over the jumps. Taylor asked the regal stallion for an extended trot and collected his head. Bleu pulled at the bit, and he usually didn't do that. He wanted to go, but kept at the trot. After a lap around the arena, he asked Bleu for a working canter, as the stallion happily extended into. After a couple of laps both directions at the canter, Taylor faced Bleu towards the first single oxer and pushed him a little faster.
As Bleu approached the jump, Taylor put his reins forward and the stallion lurched gracefully over the two and a half foot jump. He was already starting to work up a lather on his regal black coat, just enough to make his coat glisten. He worked up a sweat quite fast, as he got worked up. He landed with ease, not breaking a step in his long stride. A double oxer followed after a few more strides, this one about three and 5/8ths high, and Bleu clearing it again with ease. After landing this jump, Taylor asked Bleu for a trot, which the stallion did reluctantly. He was snorting, but keeping his head level. Bleu was a beautiful mover and would catch the eye of anyone who saw. Taylor trotted him around the arena, posting with his movement.
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Post by Cheyenne Pateri on Jun 26, 2011 16:04:20 GMT -8
Right hand held delicately onto the leather reins as she led her mare outside. Looking to use the outdoor ring for a little warm up and seeing about heading out towards the cross country course. She was stopped though be a male riding upon a large Hanovarion. "We'll just have to wait girl" she spoke to the mare as she ran her free hand over the gray mares neck.
Cheyenne watched as the horse and rider popped over a two and a half foot high single oxer. The horse seemed to drive with the pleasure of just jumping, but he seemed also graceful in his strides as well. Dressage? she asked herself as her eyes followed the pair.
Moonlight released a whinny as the pair slowed to a posting trot. Cheyenne wished silently to herself that Moon's trot could be like the large equines but shrugged. She wouldn't give Moon up ever. As the pair passed by she spoke letting her accent free not caring anymore since being with Lucas for that day had seemed to change her a bit "Mind if we join? Moon's need her muscles stretched." Moon threw her neck and bobbed as if to agree with her owner.
It had been a little over a week since Moon and Chey had popped over any jumps. Cheyenne itched to pop over some probably just as bad as her horse. Besides, if her mare gained any more weight than she already had she'll never be able to get over the jumps and that would be a sad story for the pair.
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Post by Kristyn Kirkwood on Dec 12, 2011 16:48:00 GMT -8
I pulled into the driveway of the barn in my new black BMW.I park it and take my shoes off to swap them for my black tall riding boots.I get out and look my car before walking down to the stable.Prince is in his stall with his saddle and bridle along with his leg wraps on waiting for me.I smile maybe my brother isn't such a dumb ass I tell myself.I open the stall door and let myself in.I grab Princes reins and lead him out of the stall."Okay, lets go to the outdoor ring and see what is happening" I tell Prince Charming.
When we reach the outdoor ring I can see that there is a man taking a very nice black stallion over some really small jumps."Do you want to do some?" I whisper to Prince.He gets excited and is pacing around.I look over next to me and there is a girl about my age maybe getting on to the ugliest mare that I have ever seen.I laugh at the horse and the girl not caring if they see or hear me.I tighten up my girth and get onto my damn beautiful gelding."Lets show them who runs this town" I tell Prince.He shakes his head in response.I take him around a few feet away from the fence and ask him for a canter.Right before the fence I kick him and he jumps.We fly over the fince like it is nothing and land on the other side at a trot.I pull him down to a walk and take Prince around the outside of the ring at a nice posting trot before I ask for a smooth canter.We canter a few times and I take him to the first jump.He prances over the jump like it is nothing.We go over the next few before I pull him down to a trot and then a walk."Hey!" I yell over to the girl and her pony."Since you aren't busy you can make the jumps higher!" I yell over to her.I don't wait to hear what she says.I get off Prince and let go of his reins."Come on boy" I tell him.I make all the jumps tall enough that the other horse couldn't jump them before I get back on Prince Charming.I immedietly ask for his canter and do one lap on the arena on my left rein before turning him towards the first jump.I get him to gallop as we ride over each and every jump.We go over all them once again at the gallop untill I make Prince trot and I cool him off before going to a walk again."Let's see you do that bitch!" I call out to her as I pat Prince on the neck.
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