PPC CT Crossrails
|A well! So scary...|
We headed in the ring and went straight for the well jump. I knew that was going to be the spookiest question, and I was not wrong. Several strides out, Bast started peeking at the decorations uncertainly. I closed my legs, letting him know the only answer was forward but he could take his time. We slowly made our way up to the tiny X, clobbering it a little on the way over. Then, we made a turn to a more plain fence (the last one on course) and hopped right over.
After these first few jumps, Bast was trying to canter away from the fences in an unbalanced fashion. I was bringing him back each time to the trot, and about halfway through the course, he started to understand the idea. Once we were over fence 4, he was either trotting the fences like raised cavaletti or coming back right after going over the fence in a glorified canter depart.
|Teaching half halts also apply on course.|
|Seriously. I am so proud.|
The next fence he absolutely hiked his hind legs up over. But immediately ended up too flat for the next fence in the line, and took it out with the hind legs again.
|NO TOUCHIE WITH THE LEGS.|