This Paint Is A Saint! (mostly)

 CANTICLE

"Kate"

It's been a busy summer, and Kate has done herself (and me) proud!

In the three weeks between school getting out and the start of haying season, Kate and I managed to get out to two mountain trail events!

The first was the Cowboy Mountain Trail Competition, put on by the Three Wild Cowgirls, in Walla Walla.  Barb from the Trail Riders went with me last year, for one day only, and I was hooked!  I love the 95% natural obstacles (no pool noodles or stuffed animal mazes), and the ability to choose the level of challenge you and your horse are up to.  And the group of people that compete at these affairs is always great!

Teeter-Totter Bridge.

The creek was part of each day's course.  They are allowed to drink, and in fact we are encouraged to let them, just as you would do out on the trail during a long ride.

Coming up the "switch-back."

Through the stumps.

Down through the mud bog.

Up...

...around...

...and back down.

The end.

It's a three day competition, and you can ride in as many classes as you/your horse fit the parameters.  In other words, you could spend a lot of money!  I chose to do the Ranch Mare series over the three days, with a "warm-up" in "Old-Timers" on Friday.  I made and then corrected some mistakes in that first class on Friday, and Kate ended up winning the Ranch Mare class for the day, with quite a healthy lead.  I wish that I could have afforded to do another class on Saturday and Sunday, because, by Ranch Mare many of my competitors had had the chance to do the course two and three times.  I ended up with a fourth and a third on those two days.  What was really NEAT! was the last day's ride:  Kate did a perfect round as far as I was concerned!  Forward, no blatant errors, good attitude, just an overall great go!

The nice thing was that the first day (when we did get a "practice run") we had a good enough lead that by Sunday, even with the third and fourth the other two days, Kate held on to a one-point lead for the three day series!

Champion Ranch Mare

(Love this picture so much, I'm putting it in again!)

Shanda (and friend), Kate's partner, and Lana in the background (two of the three Wild Cowgirls)

Cups (an option instead of ribbons) for each individual day's go, and the captain's chair, complete with CMTC logo,  for the series (that's Kate's new and improved bridle)

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A few weeks later my friend Barb and I headed down to Goldendale (catching up to Debby, who had gone down the night before) for one of a series of competitions at C.B.Mello Arena.
 We started out in the open in-hand class, mostly to let Kate have a look at the course.  She was so willing and forward that she ended up winning the class.

Tire Two-Step

Log and Rock Maze

Campsite

Water Obstacle, complete with Ducks!
That's my foot, stepping over my obstacles.  Kate's going, with or without me.

Then came two under saddle classes. We had a few glitches here...

 The pleasure class was more ACTHA-like, with pool noodles and pink flamingos, which Kate handled okay.  The second was called "Ranch Horse" and was more natural obstacles.

Waiting our turn.  Sunburn city for both Kate and I!

 Many of the obstacles in the pleasure class were the same as the in-hand class: the campsite, the log/rock maze, the water crossing.

Over the hills, and through the criss-cross logs. 

Here was one we had done very nicely in Walla Walla--carry the bucket of water to a barrel and empty it--only a little farther.  Suffice to say that Kate and I both got just a little bit wet.

One obstacle in both classes that I didn't get any photos of was a horribly muddy, knee deep bog.  In the first go, Kate had other footprints to follow across the narrow direction of what used to be a pond.  She looked hard, but didn't hesitate.  The second go, she was the first in the class, and had to create the path the long direction of the bog.  Here again, she looked, but slogged right on through.  I was very proud of her!

Major glitch here:  I had no clue what a "Spanish pole" was!  We were to approach the tree, pick up the pole to a vertical position, circle around it (between the tree and the pole), then return it to the leaning position on the tree.  Kate thought I was asking her to run her head into the tree!  When I did finally get a hold on it, she proceeded to drag it 50 feet away from the tree, where we finally circled it, then returned it, more or less, to the tree...

Another pole disaster here:  See the two barrels?  The pole was across them.  We were supposed to pick up one end by its rope handle, circle the other barrel without letting the pole drop off, then return the handle end to its barrel.  Notice how far we are from the barrels?  'Nuff said.

Kate is an ace at teeter totter bridges! 

We did have a problem with a very solid bridge that shouldn't have been an issue--except that it had two kiddie pools underneath it representing a "creek?"  Kate just about lost it!  I was determined not to get off.  After three or four tries, and backing up a total of a couple of hundred feet (Kate's favorite evasion), she decided it was no big deal and walked right across!  Silly girl!

Leaving the arena through the gate.  Kate did a lot of side-passing at various obstacles, and was getting frustrated with me for keeping asking for them, but most were pretty decent.

At one point we were supposed to lope down a slight hill.  This was after some of Kate's most frustrating behavior, and I wasn't even going to go there, so we long trotted instead.

Even with a couple of 1s for the basically attempted but not completed obstacles, Kate managed to get two thirds!

Our awards.  The night light is already up in the hallway (for grandkid visits) and the sign will go out by the tie rings in front of the barn.  The candle?  Not sure yet--I'm not a candle person.  It may get re-gifted.

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Just before haying season got going, two grandkids came over for a couple of days before camp nearby.

Hello, horsies!

Laney learns about trail obstacles.

And Kate practices side passes (Laney thought going sideways was way cool!).

Brenden and Misty in the big pasture.
Misty tried to take advantage, but Brenden prevailed!

What a pair--the kids and the horses.

Kate gets her just rewards--a treat from a sweet smelling little girl's palm.

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Then it was time to bale hay!  we lost a couple of fields to early summer rain, but the rest baled up nice in just a couple of weeks of steady work.

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Once I was done with that responsibility, it was off to the trails with the Kittitas County Trail Riders.
One ride I really love is through the Alpine Lakes Wilderness area to Pete Lake, not far from the Pacific Crest Trail.

Kate bruised her sole last year on this shale fall (though it's been cleaned up a little), so this year she wore her Cavallo boots (think: sneakers for horses, complete with velcro).

Lots of water crossings, which are old-hat for Kate.

It's hard to believe that this area is only about an hour from home!

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The next week we headed up to the Upper Elk Heights trail system.

Someone periodically places whimsical characters on the trail, pink pigs, lady bugs, and this friendly (but suspicious looking) fellow.

Later in that same ride, I tried something pretty noteworthy for sometimes herd-bound Kate.

We split off from the main group and joined Gary on an alternative trail for the last few miles back to the trailers.

Kate and I have been building our trust in each other, I, after my issues with Maddie, and Kate just pushing herself through new challenges.  

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 Another day the KVTR group headed off to the Flying Horseshoe Ranch, outside of Cle Elum, for what's becoming an annual trail ride/gourmet burger lunch.  It's so popular that we ended up with over twenty riders, so we broke up into smaller groups.  We had a chance to ride a new trail recently blazed for the Washington State Quarter Horse Association prize ride.

We're not at the back of the group, where Kate usually likes to be...

But wait!  There's no one in front of us either!  Momentous day!  Kate actually led all the way from the ranch to the river!  On high alert the whole way.  A few bug-tussles, and one hissy fit, but she did it!

See?  We're really in front!

When we got to the river, we had to drop down a steep, twisty, brushy trail.  Kate looked hard, hesitated a moment, then trundled on!

Made it.  I gave Kate a break, and let her tag along in the back on the return trip.

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Then it was time for the grandkids to come back, as they had only had two days at Grandma's Farm before camp.  Also "Little Mikey" (who is now about 6'3") needed to come for a while. Three straight days of riding and four at the lake (in spite of the threat I made to put them to work on the building projects).

Mike leads Kate, while Laney does helicopters.  Much more confident this time.

My three banditos!

So confident that she took a ride on RT!

I should have dropped his stirrups even more than the two holes I did.

Mike didn't have quite as much control in the bosal, but Kate had just has her teeth done, so I wanted to give her a break.  She took advantage of it by giving Mike a little crow-hop when he didn't let her follow Laney/RT and Brenden/Misty and I up the hill.  He stuck with her, though.

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One last milestone (no pictures, though, but it did happen.)
Kate went on her first solo trail ride (sorta).
One afternoon, Pat rode the three miles or so from her place to ours.  We snacked and visited a bit, then I saddled up Kate and rode back with Pat about 2 miles.  Pat continued on home, and Kate and I turned back toward our place, along the irrigation ditch.  She knew she was going home, so that helped, and again, she was on high alert.  There was one horse-eating bale of hay that had been left to rot at the edge of a field, but other than a few circles before tippy-toeing past, she was good all the way back--no rushing or fuss.
A lot of Kate's first "trail rides" were in the cattle pasture next door, but she always knew that home was right there (and let everybody know where she was!).  I may have to take her back up to Flying Horseshoe and do a few of their little, close-in loops, to show her she can do it.  (I would definitely carry my cell phone, and maybe even have Pat available with a horse just in case.)
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All in all, Kate and I (and the grandkids) had a great summer.  Did we meet our goals for the year?
Shoulder control for lateral movement and neck-reining--much better side passes and turn-a-rounds, no rubber-necking and the start of neck reining.
Loping--not so much, but we did work on it.  We're both sort of unbalanced and awkward.  Just have to suck it up and ride through her crop-hops, so we can just put the time in on big lope circles.
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Next post:  the building projects!

Summer Synopsis

Okay.
It's the end of the year and I've largely neglected my blogging duties both here and on the KVTR club blog since last spring.  I managed to put together a club video for the Christmas party, so I uploaded it to that blog by way of catch-up, and made a resolution to do better this year.

Guess I need to do something similar here, to catch you up on Kate and my doings, as well as EvenSong Farm happenings over the last seven months.

Several occurrences conspired to confound my summer.

Zoe Mary (Taylor) Phillips, 1922-2012

In June, my Mother fell again, fracturing her hip. She was still suffering the after-effects of two compression fractures in her back from June of 2011, and her spirit and body decided it was no longer in her to continue the fight.  My kids and I made a quick trip to Northern California, and were with her for her last two days on this earth.  She passed quietly in her own home less than a week after her fall.

 After returning to the Kittitas Valley, I had less than a week to prepare for the arrival of the grandkids prior to summer camp at Lazy F, west of Ellensburg.  In the past I have volunteered at this Methodist camp, but the last few years I have simply escorted Brenden there.  This was Delaney's first year to attend, and Lazy F has a great way to transition kids to sleep-away camp:  Grand Camp, where grand kids and grand parents attend together.  Michael and Brenden both started camp this way, and Delaney did fine as well!  (She's already made it clear that she ready to attend on her own next summer!)  Meanwhile, Brenden was out on the edge of camp, in teepees, for an "explorers" session.

Brenden, 9, in blue, flirts with the girls
works with his team on the challenge course

Delaney, 5, climbing the rock wall!

After camp, it was back to Grandma Laurie's farm for some horsie fun (and a little ranch work) and a trip to town for 4th of July fireworks.

Mowing the pastures, and moving "stuff."

Learning to saddle up on his own.

The maze hones steering skills.

Kate looks thrilled....Not.  But she takes good care of her precious cargo.

Getting on by himself,

and off.

We can do this, Grandma.  Quitcher worrying!

Kate's extra lead rope was to prevent eating-on-the-job, but please also notice Delaney's blue pearl necklace--the height of equestrian fashion!

 Then I sent the kids home with their Mom, so that Grandma could get busy with a very late haying season, thanks to our late, wet spring.

First load in my barn!

We were haying nearly to August, when we're often done before Grand Camp and the 4th!  Because of my commitment to neighbor Hank to be available to help in the afternoons driving the baler (in exchange for my own supply of hay), I can't stray too far from home for the three weeks or so that we're haying--so no club rides (which are always all-day affairs).  So I pretty much hung around place, working on various projects.

Sandy helping move gravel.

Mowing.

The irrigation system worked all summer, with only a few minor glitches.  This shot was in early October, when an early frost turned everything to ice.

While the ground was soft, after that last sprinkling, I started expanding the little pond into a more complex water obstacle...

...digging some "creek beds" and building some little hills to climb.

I rebuilt our back porch--Started out to just replace the decking, but the joists were pretty well shot, too, so I redid the whole thing.

There's always fencing to do.  I'm slowly upgrading all my field fencing to 2X4 horse-safe mesh.

Unfortunately, I never finished drawing up my plans for the garage or barn addition, so neither of those major construction projects got under way, though I did do a little bit of prepping, so hopefully I can get my drawings in to the county this winter (only one little fence section to re-stretch), and start digging post holes first thing when the ground thaws in the spring.

In August, Maddie and I took a new approach to her spooking/bolting issue, but I think I'll put that in its own post (soon, I hope).

The other fun thing that happened in August is that I was contacted by Pete's new Mom, and traveled up-county to help prep him and his 9-year-old girl for their premier appearance at the Kittitas County Fair! 

At home, the week before the fair, to practice showmanship.

And a few trail obstacles.

Into the ring.  First in Paint geldings!

The only trail obstacle I managed to get in focus.  Second for the in-hand trail class.

Costume class.  I think they got second here, too.

It was loads of fun to see how well Pete (our second EvenSong Paints foal) is doing for little Kate!  (I'd love to get Pete and my Kate together some time!)

I did manage to get in a couple of club rides.

Ears at the bottom, near Lake Easton.

Kate out front, coming off the Cle Elum Ridge.

Then it was time to go back to school!  And I had all sorts of summer projects to finish up!  But nothing important enough to keep me from going to the mini-clinic and trail competition chronicled in my last post.

Now, it is deep winter.  I have a new line of posts that got set just before the hard freeze, that need the fencing stretched, come some half-way sunny day.  And then there's those barn and garage drawings to finish up...