Definition

From slang.ie :

Wagon. A cranky contary female / an ugly female. She\'s some wagon eh?

wagon. wagon - an awful woman. than one is such a wagon!

wagon. a woman thats a bitch. dat ones a right wagon.

Wagon. A cantankerous old woman.. Yer wan's some wagon, I asked her could I feed the seagulls and she lifted me out of it!

wagon. car or other mode of transport. i'll drive my waggon.

Wanderly Wagon. A much loved Irish children's TV program which ran from 1968 to 1982


Saturday, 25 February 2012

Progress

I've been finding it hard to keep positive about Le Big Trek recently.  What really upset me most was attempting to hold Cinnamon's leash in my right hand - she pulled a little and I could not hold on to her.  Now, Cinnamon weighs less than 5kg.  If I can't hold her, what hope do I have of holding a 500kg horse if he decides to tank off with me?

While the YD was here, I sat up on Flurry, which was funny - "Dad will kill me for letting you do this!!!"  I was pleased to find I could mount ok, although there was a strong urge to use my right hand while mounting, I don't know why.  While on board, though, I picked up the reins and found my right hand refused to grip at all, so I hopped straight off again - attempting to ride was pointless.  

Yes, I was p'eed off.  How can I plan on riding 500km in six weeks time if I can't even hold the reins now?  Flurry is very steady and sensible, but he does tend to speed up on the way home, and any horse can take fright and get taken over by the "flight" response. There is no way I would be able to hold him one-handed in open country if he really gets strong.

Meanwhile, there is the whole horse fittening issue - we're hoping these horses will do 4 - 6 hours per day, 6 days a week.  The LSH has been doing his best, but he has a job to do too, and he has only managed to ride Flurry twice this week. Now he is heading off to Barcelona on business and will be gone for most of the next week, so we are back to square one, no rider for Flurry for most of the next week.  Anne is also finding it frustrating, she is dying to explore the longer hacks locally but doesn't want to do it on her own.

A week seems to be a long time with a fractured limb.  

I found myself successfully using a knife a couple of days ago, so I was determined to have another go at riding.  The LSH and Anne were planning to hack after the rugby today, so I went along.
I got a leg-up onto my little horse, which avoided the "need to use my right hand" issue.   I was pleased to find my right hand could actually grip the rein, and even take a little hold as necessary.  I rode down the road for about ten minutes, just to the first turn.  We passed a very excited horse loose in a field - my initial reaction was "Oh shit" and panic, then I told myself to cop on and ride my damn horse, and of course he behaved like the little gent he is, although he was very interested in the neighing, galumphing grey creature in the field adjoining the road.
We turned off the main road after that, and I decided to quit while I was ahead and handed the reins over to the LSH.  I walked with him and Anne for a while, but they started trotting and quickly disappeared over the horizon.
They are the tiny spots in the middle of the picture!
I followed for a while, but then decided to head back to La Belle Cour and my friend C.

The LSH and Anne were out for a good hour and they did plenty of trotting, so Flurry sweated up a bit
 but you can't beat a good roll to dry up the sweat!

I think we're all feeling a little more optimistic after today.

There is a local lady who is going to ride with Anne tomorrow.  Hopefully that'll work out well, and I might even have another little sit-up too.  Fingers crossed!

This is our 100th post.  Huge thanks to all who have taken the time to read the ramblings of a pair of ould wagons, and most especially to our Facebook friends and the gang at the hay-net who have been following and encouraging us over the roller-coaster that was the last five weeks!

9 comments:

  1. Congrats on your 100th post!!

    The horses look so cure in their boots! Yay for getting on and riding, progress for sure!!

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  2. I'm glad you are regaining strength in your hand. And thank you for your kind and understanding comments on my recent posts.

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  3. @Allison, we're getting used to the boots now, so we forget how cute they look! Also LSH & Anne are getting quick at putting them on... more progress :-)
    @Annette, thanks & you're v welcome, it's a tough time when you know there is a decision coming up.

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  4. Well this is good news isn't it, in 6 weeks time you'll both be as fit as fiddles!

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  5. How about a stronger bit to compensate the lack of an arm?

    Wish I was free to come and hack fluffy flurry.!

    Helen

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  6. @Helen, yes there could be a three-ring on its way from home shortly!

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  7. Stay positive, Martine, you'll be able to do it! Long riding is all about riding one handed with loopy reins anyway. And if a horse really wants to go for it, no bit or two handed pulling will stop him, better to just sit tight and let him get on with it.....yes I am speaking from experience here!

    As for the fitness, unless you're planning on doing it at endurance speeds, the horses will easily be able to cope with 4 -6 hours a day, whether your backside can is another matter ;-)

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  8. Thanks Helen (Barnes)... yesterday worked well with Anne riding Flurry and the rather nervous French lady S riding GiGi, but now S has trouble with her child minder so she's not sure how available she is... sigh. I have my "revue" on Weds, so if all is well I may find myself riding more & more by next week. Fingers x'd

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