Praise the horse lords, Fawkes released the giant stick from his butt this week and came back as the nice horse I know he can be. With my photographer sick, photos are at a premium, but we got a few today.
|Trot is coming along nicely|
We had jumping lessons Friday and today. Friday's lesson was working on adding flowers to a jump and we had a small epiphany. See, when Fawkes gets squirrely to a fence, my innate reaction is to sit and drive him to the jump. It works, but trainer R doesn't like that. I have struggled with getting him over spooky jumps without that fall back. But on Friday, I felt him starting to wiggle, and - with my trainer helping - managed to just put leg on and keep him straight. Lo and behold, he went over the damn jump like a pro.
|Not the best eq, but look at how brave he was to the open distance. Yummy, yummy mane.|
|Sick photographer is also drunk apparently. But dammit, I think that is the best I looked so I am including it.|
Goals for this week hopefully include getting his clip job fixed and me getting healthy so we can don't lose this momentum!