"Veiled Valentine", a Linda York small traditional (9" tall) ASB show gaited mare. Painted to a homozygous black and white tobiano for Nigel Watterworth of Canada.http://www.freewebs.com/neige1/
Assorted ramblings on farm life, studio painting and scultping, and riding endurance!
"Veiled Valentine", a Linda York small traditional (9" tall) ASB show gaited mare. Painted to a homozygous black and white tobiano for Nigel Watterworth of Canada.
A very dark photo that Craig took of the halter class. The indoor arena is really dark, and we were a long way away from the door (which has a little bit of light), so the halter photos didn't turn out all that well.
Warming up for the riding classes. It was a very cold day and foggy outside, but luckily there was a nice big round-pen available outdoors to practice in before heading into the indoor arena. Tommy was a real squirrel when we first got to the show, so I kept working on him consistantly throughout the day. It was a mixture of nerves and some juvenile green horse antics on his part. But he got the picture pretty quickly after about the 100th lap - that we were there to get to work.
He sported his new green saddle pad at the show. I purchased it for him last fall, but hadn't gotten a chance to use it yet. You can see by his breath how cold it was.... I'm hoping that at the next show it won't be quite so chilly.
We did the green horse walk/trot classes and he did really well. His lope is still a little bit too fast for advancing yet, so we opted not to do the western pleasure open classes. He performed very well under saddle today in a relaxed manner, so I didn't want to over-do it by pushing him even more. He was pretty tired by the time we left too. So the next show we'll give some more of the advanced classes a try.
He's learning how to hold a slow jog and stay collected up. He did really well, but the judge said that he would've liked to seen his hind-end pushed up underneath of him more. I told him, "thank you, and I'll work on it." The QH's and Paints that were in our classes were kind-of naturally gifted in that department conformationally - so Tommy and I will have to work extra hard to achieve that effect. It's not easy for him, since he has a longer back and frame, but we'll work on it and eventually get it down.
An abstract funky blurred shot that Craig snapped of us at the trot. The camera was obviously on a different setting at that moment....
If you're wondering what an "aladja" is.....well, it's the decorative neckpieces that are generally exhibited on Akhal Tekes. Usually, they are given out to horses who have earned something or have some great importance. Generally turkmen race horses who have done well for their owners at the racetrack get an aladja.It's reputed that the neckpieces are supposed to be "blessed" by a holy man in Turkmenistan when they are awarded to the horses - (but I'm not sure if this is a romantic tale, or a cold hard fact.) Unfortunately, I don't have any holy men lurking around my household, so these have to be a considered a couple of good ol' fashioned americanized versions.
I made these two out of heavy duty saddle skirting leather with some thinner russet latigo leather on the ends. I dyed the saddle skirting leather to an antique brown and saddle tan (to match the entrants horses), and then decorated them with silver and red crystal conchos and some matching silver buckle ends. A few of the aladjas that I've seen in photos of Turkmenistan have a rope or some yarn ends fastening the leather pieces together, but I had more of a "tougher" heavier duty idea in mind.
They aren't exactly the easiest things in the world to photograph.....(my landscape angle on the camera couldn't capture the lettering when they were laid out flat). So, I buckled them up and did my best to snap a couple of photos.
I hope to do some more of these in the future and add more stuff to them. I'm still learning how to stamp, scroll, and sew on heavy leather - so the more that I practice on smaller projects like this, the better I will get.
Which brings me to some interesting pictures that I found at a historical site. These are some photos of Basque herdsmen and their equipment in Nevada. They herded the white wooly domestic breeds of sheep, ramboillet and merino - a much more difficult task to manage than my little primitive brown hairies. Above is a photo of a couple of wool wagons loaded up and ready to go to the market. The photo is from back in the 1920's when they still used horses to haul loads into town. I can imagine the amount of work it would take for herdsmen to shear that many sheep in order to make some huge loads like that. It makes me really glad that I don't have wool sheep....they are a tremendous amount of work.
Another 1920's photo of a herdsman who tended his flock through the harsh Nevada winters. The sheep wagon is the only shelter in sight. It's not uncommon for temperatures to dip to twenty below zero in the high desert, so it is a testament to the rugged tough herders who could survive camping for months at a time in the unforgiving land.
A desolate and lonely life. With only your horses and dogs to talk to, it had to be fairly difficult tending to the sheep year round.
Another photo from the 1920's. It's hard to imagine having everything you need in a little vardo wagon. I feel very fortunate to have a house that I can go into after I feed the sheep, and have a full cook stove to prepare my meals on and get my boots warm by a big blazing heater. If a shepherd ran out of supplies back in those days, that was just tough luck - you go hungry or do without. They had to make a go of what they had packed 6 months in advance. Most of the time they were miles away from civilization. In today's world, we'd just pick up the cell phone and hop into the truck and head to town for what we need.
A more modern photo of a herdsman tending to the flock. I honestly can't imagine looking after that many sheep. It would be a huge job. Cutting out the sick and doctoring, trying to keep them herded together, fighting off predators in the wide open range. It would be difficult. As a side note: See how the sheep are marked with red paint? I tried to mark my sheep in a similar fashion for the past couple of years or I.D. - but they smeared it everywhere all over the pen and fences. Not to mention my paint wasn't legible upon brown hair....
A vardo surrounded by sheep. I don't think that I could keep our little guys together like the sheep above, even if I tried... They would scatter on the range like the wind.
I found this very interesting. This is a newer photo (1970's) of a ewe sled. When the ewes are about to lamb (or have already lambed), the herder will catch them with the long hooked crook and load them up onto the sled. The ewes are then strapped down with their feet in the air to immobilize them. There is a little hole on the sled right behind the ewes head to put the lamb into, if she's already lambed out. From there, the horse will pull the sled over to a shed or a little pen so that the herder can unload the ewe and lamb so that they can bond to one another without the flock getting in the way. I had another photo of a lamb sled on here that better illustrated the hole for the lamb to set into, but I accidentally deleted it...rats.
A modern approach to herding. Using a lead goat for the flock to follow. I've personally used this method with an older wether goat to get the young yearling lambs to follow. It works great! Goats can be a great asset to have around, as not only do they direct the sheep, but if you have a nanny goat you can also have fresh goats milk every morning for breakfast.
As I stated before in the prior paragraph above, Basque horses need to be broke and willing to do several different jobs. I only own one horse that *might* *maybe* - be willing to haul a greasy, wooly, smelly, wiggling fat sheep around with only a halter for control. Needless to say, I'm not going to go run out and try it anytime soon....
But there are a few perks to being a lonely herder. Look at the beutiful places they get to ride! This herder went into town for supplies, and he's heading back to camp with groceries. The wildflowers and mountain meadows are simply gorgeous!
A shepherds paradise. If you look really closely, you can see the herder to the far right underneath the trees. It would be worth all the misery of a crummy winter just to see the beautiful mountain ranges during the springtime.
Aren't they cute? I put these little guys in our old stock trailer to keep them warm during the night. It never ceases to amaze me how resilient baby lambs can be. The cold doesn't affect them too much if they have just a little bit of hay to cover the floor and sleep on. I wished that my baby chicks were this easy to raise!