Calypso was thrilled to go for a ride without panels and gates. His ears were pricked forward and his walk was eager. Mark was riding his mustang, Bo and Lizzy was riding her mustang, Alto. We rode in the irrigation ditch which was sandy with a few water puddles along the way. Water does not bother Calypso, he walks right through the mud, into the water, takes a few gulps and we are on our way.
Calypso was looking ahead as if he was headed back to his mountains of Utah. He started trotting and before I knew it, we were cantering. It was our first canter and I hardly knew when it was happening. It was such a smooth transition. I slowed him down to a stop with my body. It was awesome! I was so excited, I thought we would try it again. Into a trot we went, then a nice slow canter. He looked ahead as if he saw his mountains, his canter got faster and faster and I believe that he forgot all about me on his back. I asked him to slow down but he just went faster. I had to reach down the right rein for a one rein stop, he just pulled his head away. I calmly reached down the the left rein and brought him to a halt. It was not easy but we got-r-done. My heart was racing and I am sure he felt my body shaking. After all, it has only been two years since I broke my pelvis while training a horse.
Mark and Lizzy caught up to me and we turned around and headed for home. Calypso was really not interested in going back to his small home of 35 acres and round corrals. We worked on walking and stopping as we headed home.
I did not get a second ride in as planned, I just sat and recuperated.
I only have a few days left before the competition and auction and I am thoroughly enjoying the journey.
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