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Post by Kacie on Jan 27, 2012 22:19:49 GMT -5
Lesley
I pulled on my helmet holding onto Rosie's reins. I loved my Baby girl!!!! I smiled up at my horse and hopped into the saddle. The bulky mare tossed her head as I settled into the saddle, and I walked her around the arena.
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Post by mattie on Jan 27, 2012 22:53:00 GMT -5
L y n d s e y [/size][/font]  [/center] I led Rowan into the arena, tacking up with his clean and blingy western saddle and matching black bosel. I ran a hand through my light weight hair before mounting, not caring about a helmet. I never wore anything on my head ridng western unless I was showing where I wore a hat. I noticed another girl in the area and sighed, irritated, knowing she'd probably tell. I ignored her and tapped Rowan into a smooth, collected, and slow jog.   ^(bay) |
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Post by Mɑːi on Jan 28, 2012 7:53:06 GMT -5
Oh should mr Conner show up?  |
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Post by mattie on Jan 28, 2012 7:57:54 GMT -5
sure(:
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Post by Kacie on Jan 28, 2012 17:14:32 GMT -5
I looked back at the girl behind me and let Rosie trot. I sat her trot easily, trying to work my leg muscles, my legs where getting weak, blah.
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Post by mattie on Jan 28, 2012 17:22:30 GMT -5
Holding my reins in two hands with a lot of slack, I tapped him into a canter, my hair streaming and flopping gracefully behind me as I passed the other rider.
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Post by Kacie on Jan 28, 2012 17:59:37 GMT -5
I kept Rosie at the trot, and posted easily before letting her canter.
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Post by mattie on Jan 28, 2012 18:13:12 GMT -5
I cut across the center doing half of a twenty meter circle and continued, using only my legs and seat to give her direction.
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Post by Kacie on Jan 28, 2012 18:28:53 GMT -5
I made Rosie go deep into the corners, knowing her habits of cutting corners at a canter.
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Post by mattie on Jan 28, 2012 18:33:21 GMT -5
Sitting deep in the saddle, Rowan responded by slowing to a jog. I guided him to the middle doing turns and cirlces for Western Pattern practice.
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Post by Mɑːi on Jan 28, 2012 19:07:15 GMT -5
Mr Conner
I walked into the arena, looking at a few papers. I looked up and saw one of my YENT candidates riding without a helmet.
"Off. Now."
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Post by Kacie on Jan 28, 2012 19:34:22 GMT -5
I paused, slowing Rosie a bit to adjust my black Troxel Cheyanne Rowdy helmet. Then Mr.Conner came in, and told the other rider to get of her western horse.
ohhhhh snap! I thought
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Post by mattie on Jan 28, 2012 19:44:07 GMT -5
I looked up when I heard Mr. Connor's voice yell. For a second I couldn't tell who he was mad at. Then I realized he was looking at me. I arched my eyebrows, confusion on my face. But I slipped off, landing lightly on my feet, holding Rowan's reins. "Is there a problem?" i asked softly, still confused.
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Post by Kacie on Jan 28, 2012 19:58:01 GMT -5
I held my breathe and halted Banner too, on the rail.
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Post by Mɑːi on Jan 29, 2012 9:40:17 GMT -5
Mr Conner
"I'd expect you, as a YENT candidate, to know the rules of riding here. Including that UNLESS you have special permission from me, that you must wear a helmet at all times qhen riding."
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