Normal Cereste winters are ideal for horses – very cold at night-time (-8 C and colder) and quite warm in the daytime (low teens and higher). Add very low amounts of precipitation into the equation, and it’s perfect weather for keeping a hairy cob out of doors with no rug.
Anne, on the other hand, had no intention whatsoever of keeping GiGi unrugged. GiGi grows a very light winter coat and will undoubtedly need a rug to see her through the cold nights in Cereste, and Anne intends to take it off her during the warmer hours of daytime.
Armadillo Horse |
a closer look at the "armour" |
Anne, meanwhile, started rugging GiGi ten days ago, and has been laughing at Denis and I as we spend hours scraping muck off our horses every day.
I cracked a couple of days ago and put Flurry's rug on him. Life is too short to spend half an hour every single day chipping a horse out from the clay cast he's wrapped around himself.
I still have to clean this bit even when he's rugged! |
But I was still determined not to clip him.
Last week, the weather was very mild and he was sweating a lot when I rode him, but the forecast was for temperatures to drop by 8 to 10 degrees (C) this week, so I figured he'd appreciate his extra hair once the cold air hit. I started feeding him an electrolyte supplement to make up for the salts he's losing in perspiration, but otherwise there wasn't much I could do about it.
The cold weather duly arrived this week - not quite freezing, but it's the first real taste of winter.
Flurry and I have had a busy week so far.
Working on canter at home |
I had a lesson in Skevanish with visiting trainer Andy FitzPatrick on Monday. We did some trot work, with transitions and leg-yielding, and a fair bit of work in canter. I'm close to cracking it. Andy's advice was to keep asking Flurry to push more with his hind legs "Think Medium canter," he kept saying, and both Flurry and I worked really hard for the 45 minute lesson.
We both sweated up a lot after that one.
On Tuesday, Anne, Denis and I took the horses down to Ballinhassig village and back - a distance of nearly 9 kilometers, with a steep uphill section on the way back. We did a lot of walking, but trotted up most of the hilly sections.
It was cold and breezy, but I was nice and toasty with my coat on. Poor Flurry sweated up a lot again - behind his ears, down his neck and chest, under the saddle, on his flanks and between his hind legs.
On Wednesday, we were back in Skevanish for our regular lesson with Frank. It was another cold day, 8C according to my jeep's thermometer. Despite the cold, Flurry once again sweated up hugely, and finished the lesson soaked from his ears to his haunches.
Nearly there - just the lower half of his head and behind his ears to do |
All done, and enjoying a day off today! |
Very handsome
ReplyDeleteIts a womans progative...but did anybody ask what Flurry himself wanted!
ReplyDeleteDecisions. decisions....Flurry seems to have a very thick coat, that and some heat from his clay bake coat to keep rain off for Irish winter = clever boy.
ReplyDeleteHe does not know of the delights of french winter:)
Flurry's choice would be a nice field with friends and lots of of haylage for the winter... Unfortunately his Mum has PLANS....
ReplyDelete...and so does his Aunt, Gigi is in on the secret too.
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