Riding Log: I am learning how to ride Icelandic horses with the lovely lyonesse

I have wanted to do this for years, and now that I have some time on my hands and enough money to keep the wolves temporarily at bay, dammit, I am going to do this.

A couple of weeks ago, I signed on to take a eries of horseback riding lessons with lyonesse.  I had my first lesson two weeks ago and meant to start my riding log then, but better late than never.  Last week was bitter cold, too cold for the ponies.  This week on the other hand we have a lovely thaw and all of the ice is melting so I am really looking forward to getting out there again.

First lesson: 

lyonesse showed me how to put the bridle on the pony, mount, and we practiced starting, stopping, turning, and reviewed overall communication with the pony.  I learned among other things that a panicky "Whoawhoawhoa...." sounds a little like the command to tolt, so I am learning not to do that.  And not to panic.  I rode bareback, which was delightful, and managed to not pull a Gimli (i.e., fall completely off) even when the pony jump over a snowbank.

Best part of the day was learning how to brush, groom, and massage the pony afterwards.  His coat is delightfully shaggy and warm and he visiably loved having his ears rubbed. 

More later.   My plan for now is to go at least once a week-- much depend's on lyonesse's schedule and where she can squeeze me in.

Yay!