I'm the Leader

I rode Jazz yesterday. It was an awesome 60 degrees; a beautiful day at the ranch. The ride was a little less than the wind in your mane type of ride. We worked on our turns and she was agreeable to the whole thing for a while. However, when I decided to go work on our turns around the haybales and farther from Zippi racing up and down the fence next to us, she was a little less agreeable. So when I thought I was giving a cue to make a right turn in the opposite direction that Jazz wanted to go, I was actually giving a cue to sidepass in the direction Jazz wanted to go; at least that is how Jazz interpreted the cue. With Jazz's neck arched beautifully toward my toes, her body moved gracefully sideways toward the barn.

One thing I forgot to mention, I am not that good of a rider. I didn't even know I knew the cue for sidepassing yet. It must be very close to the cue for turn your darn head to the right and let your hindquarters follow it around in a circle. I think Jazz was just showing off. When I asked her to circle to a stop, she circled to a trot. What a showoff! Like I didn't know she could trot.

I think Jazz had forgotten that I was the leader. She wanted to play, "I'll beat you to the barn."

"Oh I know this game. We've played it before. You try to run out from under the saddle as fast as you can." It's a pretty thrilling game but I just wanted to play follow the leader and I wanted to be leader! "I'm the leader. We'll go to the barn when I say so. Hurry, let's go to the barn!"