Last night I rode Killian again. He hates being ridden, I can tell. He does everything he can to get out of it. Like tries to run me into the fence, takes control and heads back to the gate on his own, you know, bad horse things like that.
We worked on his manners a lot. We worked on standing still while mounting. We worked on remembering who is actually in charge, and we worked on softening. He is like a giant steel gun boat, with about that type of maneuverability. Basically none.
I worked on letting my air so he would relax, he didn't. I tried serpentine's, he did them but not very well. I tried trotting in a straight line while asking him to flex at the jaw...he almost gave on that one.
Then Simon came out after football, still in his pads and stuff, and ran from one end of the arena to the other. As Killian and I stood there an watched him I could feel the tension in Killian building until he was literally trembling. I don't know why that bothered him so much. It was as if he wasn't sure what Simon was even though he started at our side, ran to the opposite end of the arena and then ran back. The minute he got closer, Killian relaxed as if to say, "Oh it's just the kid" I don't know. It was odd.
After that we did some loping.
All I wanted to do was lope in a couple of circles. Circles the size of my own choosing. All Killian wanted to do was lope to the gate. I wanted a continuous lope, he wanted to trot lope trot. His fast trot is so bone jarring I could hear my spine crunching with each step.
I did not have spurs on so my only tools were my legs and smooches. I was using some roping reins, so I didn't even have a rein end to smack him with...he needed to be smacked though. There will be some tack changes before we ride again.
We were loping (trying) to the left, he would pick up the left lead, then head straight for the fence even though I was turning him with my leg and his head. He flat out ignored me. The impending fence would cause him to slow to the trot. I'd smooch him back up to a lope, he'd leave on the right lead, which would keep him from being able to smoothly make the circle.
The word awful doesn't even begin to describe how that gait feels.
Finally he gave me one full circle of my choosing (on the wrong lead) to the left. I took him to the center and we rested. I got off and called it done.
I let him cool down some and then hosed him down. He was pretty sweaty and really tired, but it is good for him. I think though that we will start doing some round pen work first with him before each ride. He has gotten to be a little too big for his britches.
I wanted to ride Trax this morning, but I'm still pretty sore from riding last night. It should not hurt that much to ride a horse. Especially one that is 17 and "very well broke." He has lost his status as my "go to" horse.