“Hard Lessons” a horse story

“Hard Lessons” a horse story

“Hard Lessons” By Kathy Rogers Years ago, I boarded my mother/son Arabian duo at a large ranch, near a big lake, in the beautiful but dry Almaden Valley of California.   At the time, Kalero was just a yearling, and even though I rode his mother on a regular basis, I tried hard to set aside a block of time to “work” with the youngster. Calero Ranch is a sprawling equestrian facility, with a handful of arenas, pasture areas, paddocks and barns. So, I liked to lead Kalero throughout the property, exposing him to different sights, sounds, horses and experiences.  It…
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“Rope Burn”, a story of no riding gloves

“Rope Burn”, a story of no riding gloves

"Rope Burn" by Kathy Rogers Where are those darn riding gloves I thought to myself,  rustling through the old, mousy tack room, overturning buckets and looking behind dusty, dirty shampoo bottles.   No gloves. Oh well, I've ponied many times without gloves. Why would this time be any different? As I tightened the western cinch on "Brian", a gangly, over-sized "running quarter" I contemplated my maneuver through the gate and up the single track trail to the main fire road at Quicksilver Park. I turned to little Hajji - three hands shorter than Brian, smarter, prettier, but not yet ridden.…
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“To martingale, or not to martingale…

“To martingale, or not to martingale…

"To martingale, or not to martingale?" By Kathy Rogers   "Where's the martingale? You know he needs to be ridden in a martingale", I could not have been more clear.. "That was then, this is now", smiled Tracy. "I've been working on his ground manners and riding him everyday. He is doing so well at giving his head to the bit, that I don't even need the martingale". Now Kalero was pretty green at age 5. In fact, Kalero was green until the day he died - at age 17. And, for whatever reason, both Kalero and his mother have always…
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