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The Medieval Saddle!
Hello! I have been looking for inspiration for this blog. I wanted to offer you something unique and intriguing, but for a long time I couldn’t come up with something…. Until I stumbled upon this interesting YouTube channel, called Modern History TV, which explains how things were done in the Medieval times, especially from a knight’s perspective. By the way, it is a very informative channel, so I highly recommend that you subscribe. Highly informative sources like this make the World Wide Web a better place and their contributors should be encouraged. I was fascinated by the videos on the Medieval saddle. Jason Kingsley OBE, the channel’s owner, describes quite…
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The language barrier
I’m writing this post on the aftermath of last Thursday’s training, which went well, but there was a small but important problem; the language barrier. Either if you train foreigners or if you are an equestrian learning in a foreign country, you probably know what I mean. But I would like to share my story. First of all, let’s start from horsey names. I was riding a horse whose name I have heard several times. I have also groomed him, led him to and in the school and I even managed to clean his hoof with the hoof-pick (I tried for more than half an hour, oops). And still, I…
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How to bridle your horse
With short hands and little experience, I tend to struggle a bit with bridling. My issues are my dificulty in detangling the parts of the bridle, my uncertainty about what to do with it when I have it neatly in my hand, and last but not least, the bit, which too wide for my hands to handle. Pretty much everything, that is, and the problem is that I will be tacking horses on Saturday. I watched some videos and found them quite helpful. I admit here that I tried the gum trick on my own gums a few times! It worked! (Shhh!)
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Volunteering with RDA at Dukeries Leisure Centre
Last Saturday was a quite interesting day, as we volunteered at the RDA centre in Dukeries, Nottinghamshire. The day would be interesting, with a lot of running; I ran like crazy to catch the bus and, after getting wrong instructions, I got off quite earlier, thus having to run through the premises of the university’s hospital (huge hospital, by the way), I finally met the girls. And, of course, we were late. The route from Nottingham city centre is quite long, about one hour by car. So, while Rowena was driving us to the place, I had plenty of time to gaze around the all-green scenery. The weather was just…