|Lance wearing the bells in North Carolina|
My niece knocked herself out to make a memorable Thanksgiving for our small family; and so in return, I was thinking I'd take her along on our driving club's Christmas drive at our favorite vineyard (it is now an olive orchard) to drive the perimeter ranch roads and enjoy company of others at the high tea that will be served afterwards in the barn.
|Romeo (goofus maximus) wearing my scarf|
Romeo did fine, by the way, in today's wearing of the bell strap (tied to his surcingle) and on a lounge line in the big round pen. I hand walked him on some of the ranch trails prior to the round pen. I used a lounge line with a chain that went through the side ring on the halter, under the chin, out through the other side ring and then snapped to the start link of the chain. I did this in case he surprised at the full force of the sound of the bells (the biggest of the bells are humongous), I could have enough reminder of "listen to me" and not have him get out of hand.
He was fine with walking, stopping, slow trot, fast trot, stopping, in both directions. Boy...were those bells making a ruckus in the fast trot! The only reaction I got was in asking for a canter from the fast trot, he did his accordion move and compressed fully, hopping into a canter for a few strides before settling into his trot again. I call Romeo my rubber band man because I have never seen a horse able to expand and compress as much as he can....rubber band man.
So we are good to go full dress rehearsal tomorrow in the carriage. Dress rehersal over and successful, it is time to clean harness and shine brass. Where are my servants? Sigh...guess I have to do it myself....again.
|Haflinger drivers heading out for last year's tea drive|
Hopefully next post will have adventure report and photos of my shiny brass...