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I have a right to rant, right? So, I'm going to rant.
About the horrible riding lesson I had today. Well, it wasn't really a «lesson», it was me riding, the instructor riding, some chick pretending to be instructor giving a lesson to a little kid (said chick can't even put the horse shin guards right!!!)... all happily parading in the new indoors arena.
Yes, the new indoors arena. Courtesy of the Equestrian Art School, who had the money to transform a serious military indoors arena into a fancy (it has air conditioning and the two posts to make piaffé!!!) and TINY arena for HAUTE ÉCOLE, that's basically ultimate dressage!!
And here's my problem. And Niko's. I'm not a dressage rider... let alone haute école! And Niko is not a dressage horse. I have some shaky bases at dressage, I started as a dressage rider, but I don't really like it and I chose jumping obstacles instead, and that's what I've been going for the last 7 years. I've been riding on horseback for 10 years. But here I am being fabulous and doing dressage! Meet Toque, a horse I rode in 2013, in August, while I was in vacation in my father's village. That's a dressage horse. In fact, that's a horse for «equitação de trabalho», a Portuguese expertise. Toque is an experienced horse, and he was able to understand my not-so-experienced commands and do the required exercise; in this case, a flying change.
Now, here are Niko and me, apparently acting like peasents and jumping some fucking 1.10m obstacles. The riding is completely different, the horse's attitude is completely different. This is what I do best.
I've trained 6 year-old horses to jump. The last time I competed was in the semi-professional category (1m-1.10m). I've occasionally jumped 1.30m with bigger horses, usually German breeds. Here, 1.30m with Maci, a Dutch mare. She's 1.90m tall, Niko is the average 1.70m tall.
And yet, today, I felt like I was a complete rookie on this! Like Niko was a clumsy horse who can't bow his head for a long time, nor do flying changes, leave alone leg yieldings!!
When Niko and me got in the indoors arena it was completely dark, he was damn nervous, but he just followed me around! I took him to an unknown dark place, and that horse simply followed my lead! I walked a little around the arena on foot, I let him smell and see everything he wanted, then I rode, I did the warm-up and bless that fantastic horse for trusting me so much.
And now what??
All we managed were circles and 'S's. There were other 3 horses in there, that arena is small and Niko just loves to attack whoever dares to approach him. His left eye is blind and he's simply not trained for dressage, there's no way I'll attempt some dressage stunt and get him hurt.
So, while controlling my badass-psycho horse, doing basic stuff that surely wouldn't cause him troubles and stand the humilitation of being an experienced rider and do absolutely nothing... it was the shittiest «lesson» ever. And of course, the instructor was too busy riding his fine dressage mare to even get me some fucking bars so that Niko and me could at least do some basic jumping training.
I seriously hope I won't get into that indoor arena again. Blessed be the oustide military arena, with plenty of space, fresh air, obstacles and a clear sky over my head. I don't really mind riding in the rain, that's what my cloak is for, and I just need to ride Niko slowly and carefully so that he won't slip on the mud.