Monday, May 30, 2011

Dog Walking

It was a hot and humid one today. 


Java's kiddy pool is a bit substandard from the previous house's pool. 


I hope this area alongside the deck will be a good spot for a future pond that is big enough for Java to fit all the way into. It won't be roomy enough for swimming, but if it can be something she can jump into, run in and out of, and splash in, and that would at least be something.


My poor water dog.


Latte is not so sure about the whole pool concept. She is more of a dirt dog herself. My yard looks like a bunch of land mines have exploded.


Sunday I had to work from 3 PM to midnight to load data for a software upgrade. I was scheduled to work all day today too but instead they decided I just needed to be on call if something went wrong in our Asian and European branches. Nothing must have gone wrong which is good because my usual response when someone shows me a problem on the screen is, "Gee, I've never seen that happen before." Yeah, big help.

So I was able to take the dogs for a walk through the sultry jungle.


Later I came back to the same trail system with my new mountain bike (more about that another time) and practiced controlling the bike through sand, a few slick spots, wheel-width trails and lots of bumps.


Anyway, it's almost the end of May. Can you believe that?! And I haven't written a poem all month so I thought I'd fit one quickly in about the things I've encountered on my recent walks with the Brew Babes.

Spring in Flashtime

It's that time
Green as pistachio pudding
And pea pods time


Pearly blossoms 
Wave in greeting
So flutishly fragrant
And short-lived


Spring storms reduce
Color and perfume
To flashtime


Lilacs purple my view
And make me dizzy
Scented memories 
Of previous summers


Through it all
We wander
My girls and I


Serpentine down trailways
U-turning as the Mississippi
Swaggers across our path


Expeditions through neighborhoods
Taking in the flavor local
Or is that loco?


I frequently get "the look"
When I afix the black box
To my face


Liver chunklets help
Appease the beasts
Until we are off again


Ten feet drumming
A steady chitter-chatter
Of unburdening


Flashtime
The older I get
The faster the flash

Sunday, May 29, 2011

First Trail Ride of the Year

Yesterday, there was a complete change of plans for my day, but in a good way. I was all set to take the dogs for a walk, go look at mountain bikes, take a bike ride if said bike happened to follow me home, and then go ride Luke in the afternoon.

Fitting some house cleaning in there somewhere would have been good too as it's been a long while and the floors and sinks have attained a suitable level of grunge to deserve the awarding label of "disgusting".

However, when a friend calls with an offer to go trail riding, well, certainly all bets are off. Any trail lovin' woman will have to say yes and immediately start pulling together her trail saddle, saddle pack, water bottle, snacks, and bug spray, and dash out to the barn.


This is especially true when cloudiness and rain have been predicted for most of the weekend yet, for some heavenly reason, the sun is shining, humidity is down, and there's a sweet, cooling breeze. In other words, conditions are trail ride perfect.


Two other women from the barn I'm at were going, and we were meeting up with two more women. I was worried the trails would be crowded with it being a holiday weekend, but many trail riders must have taken advantage of the slight drop in gas prices and gone horse camping out of town.


There were no hissy fits between horses and it was a quiet peaceful ride in what appears to be the emerald forest. Everything is so green!


The breeze and low humidity helped with the bug factor so that even though we were riding through woods and along the Crow River, we were not being bothered by mosquitos or gnats.


I like the park we were at, Crow Hassan, because of the variety of what you get to ride through. There's a bit of a rock factor but not enough to need shoes.


The only adrenaline rush episode of the ride was when we were approaching a curve and I thought I heard a motor and was wondering if we were close to a road when two police cruisers came around the corner with lights flashing. We were asked if we'd heard anyone screaming for help. We hadn't heard a thing, but said we'd keep our eyes and ears open and call 911 if we ran across any signs of trouble. We saw the police once after that but I don't think they ever did find anything.


The valuable lesson I learned on this ride is you should not decide to open a can of beer after a long stretch of trotting. But I also discovered from this that Luke is beer safe and will not even shy when shot with foam. Don't worry, it was a one beer split between two of us kind of ride.


It was a short two hour trail outing but that was good for the first time out and a spur of the moment decision.


One of the best things about trail riding with a group is the stories you get to hear about their horse riding adventures and about their lives in general. I've yet to meet a horsewoman who has not led an interesting life.

Well, for that matter, I've never met a woman who doesn't have a line up of tales of adventures, mishaps, and life lessons. I bet the horses have some too, if only they could talk...

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Mountain Biking with the Ladies

I don't have many of my own photos to accompany this post as I forgot my good camera and my hand-held camera's batteries died after only a couple photos. So I stole a few photos from fellow mountain bike riders.

Beyond that you'll have to use your imagination and picture a group of about 30 women of all ages, many who had never mountain biked in their life, riding on a narrow trail that wound through dense trees and passed over roots, rocks, logs, and sand. You will have to imagine the "whoops" of excitement and encouragement filling the air as woman after woman made it over an obstacle they weren't quite sure they could handle.


Because that's what happened Tuesday evening at Hillside park in Elk River Minnesota. 


Before I was in the know, a mountain bike was a popular bike that many people own and ride. For the most part, I see them ridden all over the city streets. I knew that fat tires allowed you to ride on dirt and gravel, but I was still picturing wide, nicely groomed trails. I had no idea that there was such a thing as mountain biking done on a single track with hills and obstacles. I kind of knew about such a thing, but thought of it as some sort of dare devily extreme sport that only a select few participated in.


I started to garner a bit more knowledge when I started reading Romping and Rolling in the Rockies, but since KB is riding her bike and taking photos of what's around her, I still had no real concept of what this kind of riding was like. My friend Sue took up the sport, and all I knew is that it sounded dangerous and difficult -- something that I wouldn't be able to do.

(That's me at the back of the pack)

I found out differently on Tuesday. Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying it's easy or that I'm good at this sport. There are levels of trails. I was on the easier ones. The surprise was that mountain biking was something I could do at all.

If I got in trouble, like got too close to a tree or lost my balance on a pile of rocks, I could put my feet down. I had brakes. I could take it slow, although, in many areas it would have been easier if I'd been going faster.


The point is, I could ride the trail in my own clumsy way and have a blast doing it. Could I get hurt? Certainly. But you can get hurt crossing the street. My theory is to learn as much as I can and practice to be as safe as possible. After that, you just enjoy.

(Me in the center left of the pack)

Right now I have a hybrid bike - part street bike and part mountain bike. I bought it when my skinny-tire, lean-over, curled-handle-bars bike started hurting my back, shoulders, and wrists.

 I brought my own bike to the event but did not end up riding it, which is a good thing because if I had, I don't think I would have liked mountain biking very much. Ramsey Bike had several styles and sizes of mountain bikes at the event for women to try. They also offered a 10% discount if a woman from the event buys a bike from their store. Very cool!


I rode a Trek series 4 -- I think it was the 4300 with disc brakes. I couldn't believe how much of a difference it made riding on this bike! I felt so centered, balanced, and secure on it. Of course the bike doesn't do everything for you and I had my share of bobbles but it rode so nice. I mean, I cannot stand up on my hybrid bike and pedal. I thought this was because I'm uncoordinated. On the Trek bike -- no problem standing and pedaling. Can you tell that I want one?


I was in a group following Sue. Her tips made a big difference. Hopefully I have this right: I learned about keeping my elbows out for balance, keeping my pedals positioned horizontally aligned to the ground so one pedal wasn't down where it could get hooked on a root or rock, to put my weight back and out of the seat when going over an obstacle, and to go to the outside of a curve and then cut across. Not that I was able to always practice what I was told but the tips literally saved my butt.

(Our three fearless leaders)

Another plus of the event was that Ramsey Bike was there and they worked on my hybrid bike to stop the brakes from rubbing and get the gears shifting better. Yeh!

In summary, I am still on an excitement rush. It was so great meeting other women who were willing to try something new, to face their fears, to risk looking foolish, and to whoop for joy at the realization that, "Oh my gosh! I can do this!"

Monday, May 23, 2011

More on the Dressage Clinic

The dressage clinic did not go as I expected. I thought we were going to ride the dressage test that we'd selected and the clinician, Val Vetos from Volte Equestrian, was going to give us a few tips on how we could improve our scores.

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I got a lot more out of the clinic than that -- a whole lot more.

I'll try to describe what I learned. Hopefully I'm interpreting things correctly. If you aren't into horses, just click through and enjoy the photos. None of these photos are of me as I was, well, riding. Instead I have photos of the other wonderful riders.

Val started with asking each rider what issues they felt they were having with their horse that they would like to work on.

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My answer was that I wanted upward and downward transitions to be more exact, without any gaited steps. I also needed help knowing when Luke was in a true canter. Also, Luke tends to struggle against contact with the bit. He is happiest and goes forward the best if I only have contact with one rein or the other, but I knew that wasn't really correct.

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That gave us enough to work on for a 45 minute lesson. I discovered that Luke is capable of a true canter and for now, I need to concentrate on the rhythme and not worry about how collected he is. He needs to go a little faster to remain true in the gait for the time being.

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While I rode, Luke was dropping his shoulder to the inside so Val told me to grow an extra rib on that side. She had me put my inside hand straight up over my head to get the feel of lifting the rib cage. It made a big difference.

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Val worked with me on how much pressure to have on my reins by having me keep pressure on the outside rein and think of turning a key (turning my wrist towards the inside) with my inside hand to bend and turn the horse. That's about all the pressure you should want or need and it worked for me. During this ride, Luke was the most relaxed and on the bit that I have ever experienced with him.

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Whenever I would take a walk break, Val would go back to the group of observers and reiterate what we were working on and give people a chance to ask questions. After the lesson, I rode my dressage test (shown in yesterday's post), and Val went through her scoring and comments. I then had a chance to ride portions of the test I'd struggled with.

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One of the things I hadn't brought up as an issue, but should have, was Luke's free walk. Val said the movement should be very swingy and the horses stride should lengthen. The horse's tail and the rider's hips should be swinging, similar to the way you tried to walk all sexy-like as a teenager. Who knows, maybe you still do move that way.

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The neck should stretch out and down for the bit. The head can be vertical but not behind the vertical. To lengthen your walk and add swing, you shouldn't push with your seat or use both legs at once. Instead you should alternate your legs and allow your hips to freely follow the movement.

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Because Luke does not reach for the bit, she suggested I have someone walk in front of us with treats. She's used this technique and it gets the idea across to the horse so you eventually don't need the treat.

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In between rides and during breaks, Val talked to us about various things. She showed us how we can practice a half halt by sitting in a stool and trying to lift the back legs up.

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How we can work on finding our core and using it by having someone try to pull us foreward with a set of reins.

Val had some people ride while holding a stick gripped through the thumbs on both hands. The stick was about the width you want to keep your hands apart. People said this made an amazing difference and you could see it in their horses. Horses that were doing what Val referred to as having a Woody Woodpecker head (head going up and down) became more still when the rider kept a more even pressure on the reins and their hands were quieter.

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Another tool Val used was an empty tissue box balanced between your hands.

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When doing a leg yield, Val told us to imagine we are in kayak. We don't want to lean to one side or the other or we'll tip over. And to tell if the hind leg is moving over when leg yielding, you should feel a dip in your hip.

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We were told not just use our inside leg to bend and move laterally. You need to contain with your outside leg. When you are leg yielding to the wall, it's your outside leg that should stop the lateral movement, not the wall. To make sure, practice stopping before the wall or in the center of the ring.

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I liked that Val used a great deal of imagery in her instructions. When I first started riding and was having trouble with sitting the trot, I was told to imagine my spine was made of spaghetti. I was instantly able to sit the trot with that image in my mind. Val's image for sitting the trot is to think of riding a bicycle backwards (not forwards!). Since Luke's trot is so bouncy, I'll have to try using that imagery next time I ride.

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As I said in my previous post, I took a ton of photos. I was working on my timing, on finding the angles most complimentary to horse and rider and I wanted to take photos that depicted the magic of riding (definitely not too good at that yet). I also am trying to get better at framing. More is captured in the photo than I see in the viewfinder and I'm trying to get better at judging how much of the space to fill.

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With both riding and photography, there's lots of practice, trial and error, and then there are those moments of capturing exactly what you were hoping for. And that makes the work all worth it.

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