Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Science VS tradition: bit to bitless

For the record I clean between 20 and 50 stalls a day, Mon-Wed and Friday. Thursday is my easy day as I only do about 15 stalls and the weekends I leave for my own horses and doing wedding/carriage related events. Sometimes I do more, sometimes I do less. Most of the barns I do are little places that the owners can't do 7 days a week so I am called in. The few big barns that I do are boarding barns for pleasure horses that might compete a few times in the summer. 95% of the barns here are pleasure barns or standardbred racehorses (which I try not to deal with anymore). I think I need to find a place with more show barns, broaden my horizon but there just isn't that horse population in this area to feed my desire.

Bitless bridles. Where to start? Several people asked me about what bitless to start with.

For many riders ditching a bit makes them anxious, nervous, sweaty at the palms. The word control comes to their minds, or lack thereof. Or so you would think.

One thing any bitless will do is make any holes in your horses training show up. This may be as little as your horse not listening to leg cues as well as you thought or the lack of knowing how to bend at the poll. Both of which are extremely common issues with bitless.
By far the biggest issue I see is the lack of knowing how to flex.

Looking at the horses anatomy (our science) a bit presses on several crucial points in the trigeminal nerve branch. The points on which a bit rest in a horses mouth are the closest to the surface of the skin and the easiest to injure.
If a horse has a bit that has a curb chain the chain rests on a nerve that is part of the trigeminal branch called the mental nerve. It is just behind the lower lip, where a curb strap or chain rests. This is what gives a curb it's power. Your pounds you pull on the reins can be amplified by ten or more times when a curb strap/chain is applied when it presses on the mental nerve.

Having said this I do not endorse the use of "mechanical" hackamores as bitless bridles AKA: Hackamores that use a curb strap or chain and have a solid or metal nose band. They work on the idea of causing pain to get the desired reaction out of a horse. Because of this you often find horses that are worked in mechanical hackamores find the habit of head shaking and sometimes rearing.

The whole point of bitless should be to take away the issues a bit causes (pain, even in small amounts, rearing, bucking, headshaking etc) and replace it with something more natural to the horses anatomy.

Not all horses have to have an issue with bitting to go bitless either. Take Indigo for example. I rode her for 6 months after I got her in a bit. She has the most buttery soft mouth I have ever ridden. She listened to cues from your pinkie finger and still does bitless. However Indigo is a lot of horse. She likes to run, spook, turn on a dime, get excited and act like shes two instead of eighteen. If she knows you are nervous she will try and take advantage of that. Shes not a horse to ride out of a paddock if you are faint of heart.

I wanted to ride and train bitless because I believe in the saying "Take away the equipment and you will be left with the truth"
I wanted to take away the bit which so many riders are stuck on as a symbol of control and put in place something that made more anatomical sense.

What I got was an Indigo with a lot more spunk, more willing to go forward when her old owner explained she rode her with spurs. Now I could imagine me trying to ride her in spurs I would be across the county in a point of a second. Shes very, very forward. This is that truth I was looking for. Although she was completely responsive in a bit it was slowing her down mentally, in turn this resulted in physical let down.

I went through many bitless bridles. I could ride in them all but I wanted something with a little more precision that felt like a bit (because that is how I learned to ride, with one) but offered the kindness to be able to ask firmly but not cause pain.

I already had a mechanical hackamore. This caused my normally level headed horse to begin to shake her head from side to side when pressure was applied on both reins.
My next step was a bosal. A bosal was great, I rode around in it for a long time, however I found Indigo getting excited wanted to lean on it or grab at weeds as we walked by and I was helpless. She leaned on the thick noseband and my hands where she previously did not. I also wanted to do english riding with her and a bosal just was not suitable.
Then I had a sidepull. Again it worked great, if not better than the bosal but it offered little precision. I found I needed something that my horse could feel me move my fingers and respond, just like she did with a bit.
I dabbled riding in her normal halter and then rope halters but again I had the same thing as the sidepull. I wanted more.
Finally I borrowed my first cross under, which happened to be a dr.cook. I loved the feel of it but Indigo leaned on the noseband. The rein straps also became twisted and I found myself un-twisting them more than they were strait. The friend that I borrowed it from used it on her mare for jumping. She was great other than she got really excited over fences. When she came back from a particularly fast paced course she found her mare had a "dent" in her nose. She was appalled as I was. Back to the training ring for the mare and into the tack room went the dr.cooks.
I have to say then I was intrigued by the cross under bitless.
Cross under bitless works on believe it or not acupressure points in the cheeks. Many nervous horses find a sudden overwhelming calm and need to stand still when switched from the bit to a cross under bitless for the first time (Just type in nurtural bit to bitless in youtube to see what I am talking about)
So I went Canadian and got a Nurtural. My mom bought it for me as a present for passing a semester with good marks. I ran out right away and put it on Indigo to go for a drive (She was green at driving).
I fell in love.
Not only were the problems with the dr.cooks fixed it felt exactly like a bit in my hands. If I were blind I would not know the difference. I found Indigo would trot, ears alert and forward with a spring in her step instead of the usual nagging. This was within 10 minutes of it being on her. I was simply amazed.
Long story short after a little issue I had with an older version of a Nurtural, I contacted Zoe (creator of the nurtural bridles) and I helped develop todays circle X. It offered the release we were looking for with the precision of the nurtural.

Yes I have competed in my cross under. Was it legal in all the shows? No. I wanted to make a statement. I sacrificed over $300 in winnings at a show two years ago. I asked the judge to place me, but I forfeited all winnings. Luckily cross under bitless bridles are being readily accepted in many disciplines and even in the rule books they are allowed.
For example the premier internet dressage test website Interdressage has classes just for bitless riders.

I have seen a steady increase in cross country eventers, jumpers, dressage and mostly trail or endurance riders finding their way into competition with our bridles.

I suggest starting with any bitless on the ground. Teach the horse to go left, then right, stop and back up with the bridle in hand.

Whatever bridle you choose I suggest to do the following with it.
Get on your horse with your REGULAR bridle. Ride in an enclosed area first. Do walk, halt, trot, halt, canter, halt. Sidepasses, spins, jumping, whatever you do in your normal bridle.
Get off the horse, put on whatever bitless you choose. On the ground make the horse go right, left, halt and back up. You can even lunge your horse if you want. Then get back on. Do walk, halt, trot, halt, canter halt, sidepasses, spins, jumping or whatever.
We normally have someone asking the rider to do these maneuvers when we request so the audience can judge them. I suggest to pick certain spots you are going to especially stop so you can gage your horses reaction accurately.
In 100% of our clinics we have given the audience has rated that the horse went better bitless than with a bit. These horses ranged from high caliber performance horses (like the Canadian Olympic jumping team and even Ian miller himself) and little grade ponies packing around kids. If the horse was not better in the bitless the audience on a very rare occasion rated them as the same with a bit. NOT ONE HORSE AND RIDER HAS FAILED THIS CHALLENGE! Every single horse did exactly as the rider requested.

Some common comments were that the rider needed less rein and more seat. This is 100% true with any bitless.
Some horses would not flex at the poll and collect (AKA go on the bit) with a bitless and would with a bit.
This is very simple.
With a bit it is very easy to crank a horses head into a "frame" his back will be hollowed, he will travel on the forehand and it is very incorrect. The horse learns to avoid the pain of the bit and tuck his nose in. When a bitless is placed on his head he finds there is no need to tuck his nose in to avoid the pressure and may often even throw his head up.
Here is where the earlier saying comes in "Take away the equipment and you will be left with the truth". This separates the horses that are just having their heads tucked in and still traveling on the forehand and those that have their hind end engaged, flexed at the poll and traveling in a truely collected manner.

With all training but especially bitless let the release be the reward. Use your seat and find a deeper connection with your body and your horses back. Less rein, more leg and seat. With these you will be set up for bitless success. Remember to keep safety first in mind. We always suggest riding in an enclosed area first but it's not uncommon to find people galloping down a field on their first ride bitless (I know I did).

I'll be back again with more questions to answer in the meantime if you have more about anything, me, bitless, training, anatomy, etc. please comment here or e-mail me epona_64[AT]hotmail.com (remember to change the [AT] to the actual symbol)

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Sunday stills:hot sauces and Salsa

So I looked and looked for a victim volunteer to eat some jalapeno's for me to take pictures of but there were no takers. Wusses. I remember now as I don't have my camera with me that I could have taken pictures of myself because I have a camera remote. Oh well.

My friend Michelle and I decided today we were going to hang out and went to get some munchies. Luckily we both love cheesy and jalapeno poppers. Yummo. Iced caps are also the best. Tim hortons for the win!We are eating them as I post this. I used her cannon powershot A1000. If I were to get another compact this would be the camera let me tell you. It does a pretty good job for no flash in a dark basement kitchen and moving subjects (we were far to hyper to sit still).

After giving carriage rides today in the blustering wind I needed something hot to warm myself up. I was frozen.
Michelle says "they are HOT" as in we left them in the oven too long and they exploded when you bit into them. The smoke detector went off.Tortilla chips are the best for dipping.
and eating. Mmmmm, see you all tomorrow for your Sunday stills salsa!

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

It's only funny until someone gets hurt

Then it's fricken hilarious!

Reading Grey horse matters post today about horse people. We are a strange lot. How many people can find falling off at high speeds, breaking bones, bruising butts, knees, arms, legs, ribs and just about every other part of your body, funny? Only horse people.

It seems that horse people, unlike any other people need to find humor day to day. It's what fuels our need to keep on keeping on in the barn.

For the amount of time I have owned and ridden Indigo and for the amount of random spooks, temper tantrums and general goofiness she throws my way I have fallen off her the least out of any horse I have ridden. I guess my butt is just bound to be on her back, but the two times I fell off of her.

Both times I was riding bareback. Both times she did a spook and teleport. Both times she spooked at something that normally would not spook her.

The first time I had just got a new style Nurtural bridle Zoe wanted me to test. I put it on Indigo and headed out down the lane bareback. I could see this thing moving in the neighbors field and I couldn't quite tell what it was. As I got closer I realized it was two foil helium balloons that were partially deflated and attached at the center with a piece of ribbon. Indigo could have cared less until we got a foot from it. Without warning she teleported 5 feet to the side and I landed as slick as snot....On both my feet standing upright.
Now I had to stop for a moment and assess how on earth that just happened. If I know physics (which I really don't) I should have been on my head or back rolling around in the dirt as my horse galloped back home but here I was, two feet firmly planted on the ground holding both reins. Indigo was making this face at me as if she never spooked at the balloon and I was some sort of lunatic for randomly ejecting myself off her back. I picked up the balloons, rubbed her all over with them, draped them over her withers and rode home with them to go torture desensitize the other horses with.

See when I fall off my first instinct is to grab the reins. It's saved me, and got me into trouble more than once.

See I was taking jumping lessons on my friends awesome thoroughbred mare. This little mare was so great I enjoyed riding her so much.
This happened a few winters ago in an indoor arena. I was jumping a grid and this mare DID NOT want to take her left lead off the grid one way down the arena. The person instructing me turned her back for a second. I took the last jump in the grid, set the mare up for the left lead and she took it. Only to do a flying lead change and split in the other direction. The instructors fiancée seen this and assured me it was the coolest thing he had ever seen anyone do on a horse.
The horse took the right lead, I was thinking left. When this happens generally you can assume the horse and rider are going to part ways. Somehow I did a complete 360 in the air, spinning gracefully like a figure skater doing a salchow and landing buttcheeks first in the only patch of snow on the arena. The instructor turned around after seeing her fiancées horrified face to see me standing upright, holding the mares reins and dusting snow off myself.
Of course heres the part where I neglect to mention I hit two and broke one board on the way down, bruising three ribs (which is possibly one of the most painful things to bruise) and leaving a big square goose egg on my left buttcheek.

This one I remember quite vividly as it happened twice in the same week and then never again. I was riding Suzy, galloping down the recently harvested rows of corn. Theres these weeds that grow about chest height in the fields that the combines miss. We were trucking along at a good clip, suzy spots a weed and without warning slams on the breaks. Of course when one is not expecting this one generally gets launched over the horses head. I landed butt first on the remains of corn stalks (note to self: 1/2 foot corn stubs DO NOT make a suitable place to land, EVER) facing Suzy, holding the reins. Shes sitting there with a smug look on her face, eating said weed. Oh I could have killed her. If that wasn't bad enough she did it again a week later!

Then theres the time I last fell off. It was a little over a year ago. I agreed to ride my friends little sisters (a few screws too loose) mare in a team penning competition. I had ridden this mare once but little did I know she had never seen cows. She was TERRIFIED! We relucantly got her through all the team stuff when it came to our solo round.
Here is where I mention my friends little sister is a "it's gotta look cute, who cares if it's functional" attitude. She bought this weaver western saddle in pink. If me riding in pink isn't bad enough this was the most uncomfortable, ugly, worst made, cheap saddle I have ever set my buns in. It didn't fit the mare, made her miserable in fact before our solo I run into the tack room and find another saddle for the mare. It was a big horn, almost as uncomfortable but it wasn't as bad a fit.
One thing I always drill into my 4-H kids heads is when riding western ALWAYS have stirrup hobbles. Stirrup hobbles are little leather (or maybe baling twine) ties that keep your stirrups from twisting and entrapping your feet in the event of a fall.
Know how you have one of those moments, right before something really bad is about to happen and you think "gee I should have done ____" but it's already too late, well this was one of them.

We headed down the wall after this heifer, we just about had the big jackpot secured. The little mare suddenly decided to abandon ship. She wanted nothing to do with those horse eating demons who moo'ed and oozed from every orifice. She took off for the gate. We were too close for me to stop her so I thought "bail!" That is what I did, only my right foot got caught in the stirrup on my way down when it twisted from no hobble. The whole result in this was my foot suddenly becoming un-stuck and me being pretty flexible KICKING MYSELF IN THE CROTCH WITH MY BOOT HEEL!!
At this moment my friends little sister is video taping this whole thing (thank god!) and you can hear my friends step dad in the background "Hehehehehhe, hahahahhah Syd almost sucked fence!" Thanks. I am glad someone can laugh at my pain, I can assure you kicking yourself in the crotch, even for a girl is the single most painful time I have ever been kicked (even if I did kick myself). I'll save you all the graphic details but I also managed to pull several tendons in the top of my foot and as the friends step dad said, "Almost sucked fence".

Or like last year when I got head butted by a horse, and lost. New horses at one of my barns. The owner used to just open the stall doors in the morning and let them race out to the paddock. I opened the stall door WHAMMO! Horse cocobutt right to the sniffer. My nose was on the left side of my face, I was seeing stars (which funny enough is the horses name) blood came promptly spilling out of my nose. I grabbed my face and felt my nose. Oh gosh, this was not good.
Most rational people I have come to realize would have gone to the hospital at this point. I put both hands on my nose and cracked it back into place before running to a mirror. It was 10 am I had 4 more barns to do!
Everyone hears the commotion and comes running. I am standing there followed by a trail of blood in the mirror. One boarder shreiks with horror. The barn owners husband breaks into a fit of laughter. I turn around and snap "It's not funny!" He makes some comments about his wife (the BO) breaking her nose by her one nasty gelding and one of the boarders breaking her nose by her stall confined injured gelding and then me getting head butted and then cracks up.
The boarder was frantic, runs to the fridge and hands me a packet of frozen mares milk to put on my nose -heres the point where you know, normal people put peas or corn on their injuries-.
Everyone was seriously convinced I was not capable of finishing my stalls but I had FOUR MORE BARNS! Like I didn't break an arm. For some reason every person I told the story to after that laughed. See it's hilarious when people (Sydney) gets hurt.

Some stories do not involve pain at all, but mildly amusing mishaps that involve undergarments and miscalculated driving (or riding)

Then theres funny stories like the laundry race at a horse show where you (the driver) and a friend (passenger) have to drive up and take several articles of clothing off a clothesline in a timely manner. We got everything (I mention everything was also sopping wet) when we go to this bra. It was huge and I had in an attempt to cut it as close as possible to the line, run over the end cone that was holding the line tight. As we rolled off it and my friend reached for the last article on the line, the bra the line un-tightened, sending the bra and clothespins airborn.
About 15-10 cowboys on horses were standing about 10 feet away at the fence watching this amusing event. The large bra hit the ground with a resounding THWACK! Heres me screaming "GET THE BRA! GET THE BRA" and practically shoving my friend out of the carriage wile holding a particularly disturbed Suzy by the reins with one hand because a large white boulder holder just when rocketing past her face.
When I snapped back to reality I had realized most of the guys watching on their horses by the fence were off them, rolling around with laughter.

I won't even get into the time Ryan (Murdo's son) and I had to go on a pleasure drive and got elected the carriage to drive the two aunts (who are both loud and love their wine). See on this 6 mile drive we stop half way to have sandwiches, wine and other finger foods. Both aunts had quite the bit of wine between the two of them and started to tell embarrassing neiece(me) and nephew(Ryan) stories.
We were so disgusted when we got back, hitting potholes and hearing them yell we exclaimed "next year someone ELSE takes the drunken aunts!"

So horse people, I want to hear your embarassing, hilarious, painful stories. God knows if you've been riding horses for any time you can tell one, or two, or three (or more like me) Lets hear em.

Monday, February 1, 2010

science VS tradition: Questions

I do a lot of stalls in a day.
A lot.
I am usually by myself at a barn so I have a lot of time to think and this thinking sometimes gets me into trouble. Today I was thinking about my blog and horses. I mean, I almost always think of horses but my blog has been a little blah as of lately.
I don't do much in the winter, the horses stand around looking like big hairy yaks and I shovel sh*t, clean barns and take care of others horses from before dawn till dusk. Not that I am complaining.

Which brings me to todays thoughts. The whole point of me starting this blog was to talk about my horses, other horses I rode and people I met that had horses and what we all had in common: being bitless.
I realize now it's not about bitless, but rather the science behind it.
I want to prove that science and rule out tradition. Having got my diploma in equine science I learned a thing or two. Okay maybe more like a million things but I think it's time for me to start talking about them more, give me something to write about.

So from now on I am going to do a (hopefully) weekly post. I want you to send me in questions mostly pretaining to horses, but they can be anything; Questions you want to know about me, maybe my opinion, about my horses, about how the weather is here ANYTHING. I need to get out of this winter blogger blah and I think you guys can help

Leave a comment in any post and I'll address it in the weekly Science vs tradition post. Even if you don't comment I want to hear from you feel free to e-mail me epona_64[AT]hotmail.com (replace the [AT] with the sign, I do this to prevent spammers) and put in the subject line Science VS tradition.

This weeks question was e-mailed by a reader identifiying herself as seba.

What are some common mistakes that owners do with their horses feed?

I see a lot of problems with horses feed because I work at many different barns in a week. I could go on all day about feeding problems that irk me and do no good for the horse and it shows.

The worst one is not knowing whats in your hay. Forage should make up minimum 50% by weight of your horses total daily ration.

I do not mean what plants are in your hay but what nutritional content your hay holds.

The simpliest way to figure this out is to find your local feed mill or equine nutritionist and send some of your hay away for a hay analysis. This costs $25 to $45 usually and will give you the low down on exactly how much grain you need and what vitamins should be in it.
This is especailly important for horses prone to laminitis and preventing insulin resistance.

A good example of this is a lady who has welsh ponies that I do several times a week. She had five ponies when I started. Now she has three. Three of them have foundered, two so badly they are barely sustainable as pasture puffs. She thought the first two (a very lovely team of blacks) were eating grass through the fence and had foundered off that. I pointed at the grain and alfalfa hay they were getting. She ignored my suggestions. When the third pony foundered for the second time finally she listened to me and tested the hay.
Sure enough the hay was not only hosting a very large amount of fructan (Carbohydrate like sugars, to read more look up my post on grass founder) it was incredibly high in protein. Protein does not equal energy and is not a good energy source, especially when in excess.
This was an eye opener for the pony owner. She rushed out right away and found someone to trade her alfalfa for a more nutritionally suitable grass hay.
The pony has not relapsed since and is driven regularly with special farrier care and getting their hay tested every time they get a new batch in the summer.

By getting your hay analized you can assess how much or how little grain you need to feed, what vitamins may need to be supplemented and how much hay you really do need to feed. Believe me you save a lot of money by getting a hay analysis. You use the right amount of hay for your horses body condition and weight and usually less grain than you would think for your horses fitness regime. It's an all around win-win deal.

One other would be bran mash. A lot of the barns I am at still feed a bran mash once a week under the assumption it keeps their horses "regular". Theres a lot of problems behind bran and I will explain.

Bran is the byproduct of the milling process when wheat was processed. It is the reddish outer shell of the grain that was normally discarded by mills when processing flour(of course theres other types of bran too) . Horses love the taste of bran and it is very cheap to buy so farmers started feeding it in place of a lot of grains.

Theres a little problem with bran. See bran has an inverted calcium to phospherous ratio. This means that for every 1 calcium theres 12 phospherous. To compensate for this imbalance the horses body would begin to take calcium from other places of the body, specifically the bones. This would lead to a condition called "big head". An ideal calcium to phospherous ratio in a horses diet should be 1:2.

So horse owners started feeding bran only once a week in the tradition (yes traditon, notice where I am going here) that it was a laxative like humans used it for and would keep their horses regular.
See now looking into the science of things horses diets should consist of %50 or more forage. Forage is, you guessed it, very high in fiber. Moreso than bran. Another thing is bran is made of mostly indigestable cell wall lignin, hemicellulose and cellulose. This means it may produce more feces of fed regularly. Regularly of course is the way to feed bran if you are going to feed it (5-7% of a horses daily ration has been noted without ill effects). The reason why your horse may have runny stool when fed bran once a week is the sudden death of microbes in the gut. Introducing a new food causes good, and bad bacteria to suddenly die off. A lot of these microbes are those that would stop constipation, or in our case, diarrhea.
Having said that the best way to introduce anything new into a horses diet is gradually. I mean by 10 percent a day adding or decreasing until the desired amount is being fed to the horse.

I look forward to hearing your questions for next weeks science vs tradition.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Sunday stills: texture 2

I have been busy hanging around and never got around to taking new pictures.

I do try and take new pictures every week for Sunday stills so I named this one texture 2, since we did texture already in July 2009 I think I did a better job this time around.

Today I went to Colasantis. Anyone who has been to Essex County for any number of days has been to Colasantis. It's quite the place. They have all sorts of exotic animals, plants for sale and good, good food.

What texture do you see when you view these pictures?


Ring tailed lemur tails


Scarlet Macaw. Believe it or not this was through a wire mesh screen. How I love my 55-200mm lens.

Spur-thighed tortoise shell.

A funny rooster.

A caiman.

Goat horns and fur. This little buddy hopped up on a pile of rocks, hopeful that we were going to feed it but no luck. Sorry mr.goat, another time.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

She's got your number



Smooth move Sebastian, picking on the girl who's almost twice your size.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Sunday stills: Sports

I really did not think I was going to make this Sunday stills. I was pretty busy this week.
If it had been in the summer no problem, theres sports everywhere. Winter is a whole other season.
Luckily I am in Canada.
Canada is "hockey town" and it just so happens my nephews play on our little home town's hockey team.

Last year my twin nephews made the select seven travel hockey team.
They got all of Ontario, only being beat once out of all their games that season. It was quite something as most kids go all through travel hockey and not once come close to all of Ontario, let alone only being beat only once on their way there.

Our town may be made up of just 3000 people but it sure holds it's own in sports and achievements for a -don't blink or you'll miss it- place in the boondocks.
I mean after all we do only have one stoplight.

The goalie caught the first and deflected the second. The opposing team was from a few towns over and barely touched home teams side of the rink.

One of my twin nephews, Seth was number four. He is the smallest player on their team but it doesn't get him down. Hes right in the fray smacking that puck around and skating like a bullet. He normally scores quite the few goals a season and recently got the most valued player award.Here he is next to the biggest player on the opposite team, who happens to be a girl. She is twice his size. Amazon child!

Zachery is very fast. He is lucky number 7. He got the most improved player award. He may not be as aggressive as Seth with the puck but boy is he fast on a pair of skates.I had a lot of pictures of him skating fast towards something. Seth was harder to get because he was always in the middle of a bunch of sticks.

Wipeout


In the end our home team won, 4 to 0.

Lets go Ram's, let's go!
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