BiologyBrain
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Hopefully this isn't scary or verbotten here, but I was replying to another thread and thought of my accident with my QH cart horse. I thought it'd be interesting to read other people's experiences. Heck, we can even learn from each other's mistakes.
I bred my QH mare & raised and trained the resulting foal on my own. The dam and I were 15 when she foaled. A knee injury from the past winter forced me to rethink riding the filly, so I decided to train her to drive. Poor filly had a Wintec saddle on at 1 week old (just to see if she'd take it - she did). I did crazy things to her since I was 16 and determined she would be the best ever trained horse... Her drive training went great except for the one time I had my dad help me hitch her. He is large (6'4" & well over 275lbs) and has more of a "do as I say this instant or I'll make you" way with horses. She got to fidgeting immediately after I'd hitched & got in the cart. He kind of shanked her with the reins. Up & over she went, thrashing to get up a few times. Finally she realized she was stuck (thank God I was 16 when she was born & had done all kinds of crazy desensitization things to her) she just laid on the ground with one shaft under her, another poking her (she bent them all to heck) while I climbed all over her trying to find all the straps I needed to unhook to get the cart off her. I even had to get one of her legs out of the bracing on the shafts where they met the basket. After I unfastened everything my dad pulled the cart out from under her (thank God he was strong enough) after a few false starts because of random tangles & such. She stayed on the ground as I checked again for any harness tangles preventing her from standing. When she finally stood she gave a big shake and we regrouped. Then I checked my harness - re fastening straps that had tangled and twisted. I walked her out a little, then had my dad handle the cart while I stood at her head. She shivered a bit when she felt the shafts rub against her (the cart was a subprime fit at the time & I was using a show harness with breeching made in India), but held steady. I coached my dad through hitching and then had him stand at her withers as an emergency rein grabber should she bolt. I got in the cart. She walked off with my dad staying at her withers or further back. We had 4 years of awesome driving after that with absolutely NO repeat or even similar issues. I ended up selling her because although she and I were an awesome driving team, in halter and under saddle she HATED me. Her hate for me is a whole other story! ;-)
Edited to add: I waited until she was 3 to really begin her driving training as far as dragging things. By that time she'd been ponied on countless trail rides, desensitized to everything I could dream up, hand walked on countless trails, etc. (at one point I was tying her feet together (but not with hobbles) to teach her that a stuck foot meant STOP & STAND). When she was 4 she was reliably pulling the cart and dragging pretty good sized logs. B the time she was 5 I figured out she was a much better driving horse than riding horse, although I continued to ride her. At 8, she was approximately 15 HH and 1100 lbs of dun-factored bulldog QH. Height wise she didn't grow much between 3 and 8, but man did she bulk up!!
I bred my QH mare & raised and trained the resulting foal on my own. The dam and I were 15 when she foaled. A knee injury from the past winter forced me to rethink riding the filly, so I decided to train her to drive. Poor filly had a Wintec saddle on at 1 week old (just to see if she'd take it - she did). I did crazy things to her since I was 16 and determined she would be the best ever trained horse... Her drive training went great except for the one time I had my dad help me hitch her. He is large (6'4" & well over 275lbs) and has more of a "do as I say this instant or I'll make you" way with horses. She got to fidgeting immediately after I'd hitched & got in the cart. He kind of shanked her with the reins. Up & over she went, thrashing to get up a few times. Finally she realized she was stuck (thank God I was 16 when she was born & had done all kinds of crazy desensitization things to her) she just laid on the ground with one shaft under her, another poking her (she bent them all to heck) while I climbed all over her trying to find all the straps I needed to unhook to get the cart off her. I even had to get one of her legs out of the bracing on the shafts where they met the basket. After I unfastened everything my dad pulled the cart out from under her (thank God he was strong enough) after a few false starts because of random tangles & such. She stayed on the ground as I checked again for any harness tangles preventing her from standing. When she finally stood she gave a big shake and we regrouped. Then I checked my harness - re fastening straps that had tangled and twisted. I walked her out a little, then had my dad handle the cart while I stood at her head. She shivered a bit when she felt the shafts rub against her (the cart was a subprime fit at the time & I was using a show harness with breeching made in India), but held steady. I coached my dad through hitching and then had him stand at her withers as an emergency rein grabber should she bolt. I got in the cart. She walked off with my dad staying at her withers or further back. We had 4 years of awesome driving after that with absolutely NO repeat or even similar issues. I ended up selling her because although she and I were an awesome driving team, in halter and under saddle she HATED me. Her hate for me is a whole other story! ;-)
Edited to add: I waited until she was 3 to really begin her driving training as far as dragging things. By that time she'd been ponied on countless trail rides, desensitized to everything I could dream up, hand walked on countless trails, etc. (at one point I was tying her feet together (but not with hobbles) to teach her that a stuck foot meant STOP & STAND). When she was 4 she was reliably pulling the cart and dragging pretty good sized logs. B the time she was 5 I figured out she was a much better driving horse than riding horse, although I continued to ride her. At 8, she was approximately 15 HH and 1100 lbs of dun-factored bulldog QH. Height wise she didn't grow much between 3 and 8, but man did she bulk up!!
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