Yes, everyone, this is a photo of Ike on the trailer with the butt bar in place, and the ramp up. The most exciting part is that I did it ALL BY MYSELF!!!! If a strong gust of wind had come, it would have blown me over.
I have to admit that I was a bit skeptical when I arrived at the barn. Would Ike load? Would I have to call Mr. Revelle back and have to have another loading lesson with him? Can I do this? I used the same halter with a chain hooked to the lead rope. I put the lead rope over Ike’s neck just like yesterday. I had the piaffe whip at the ready in case we needed a bit of encouragement and peppermints in my pocket. We walked up to the trailer and I said, “Ike, Load Up!” He balked for a second. I gave him a pat and repeated the request with a little tap on his croup. In the trailer he went, I latched the butt bar, and folded up the ramp. And stood there in astonishment. Had I just done it? I ran around to the escape door just to make sure and take the photo as evidence. Gave Ike a handful of peppermints and the biggest hug. I gushed praised, “good boy, such a brave man, that’s my big boy.” I then unloaded him and decided to try one more time. The second time there was no hesitation from Ike. I felt like doing the victory dance like Rocky at the top of the steps. Thank you Mr. Revelle for whatever you whispered in Ike’s ear.
Ike and I then had a short, but productive ride. Worked on shoulder-fore, canter to stretch down trot circles, centerline turns, and keeping my weight in the right place. Perfect weather for riding with a breeze to keep away the natty bugs and green headed flies.
Look out world, Baby Huey will be on the road again soon.