I remember my first real equine encounter as if it were yesterday…
I was in the middle of my first ever groundwork lesson. A birthday present from Jo to her then completely non-horsey husband in an effort to help me understand why she spent so much time at the stables while I was messing around with rowing boats down at the river.
After a short human-to-human exercise to establish the basics of body language and how to wave my arms around as ‘aids’, I was let loose with the real deal. (more…)