Tears, Sweat and Stubbornness
By Sally Anderson
My Grand Prix quest started in 1993 when my Father bought an 11-year-old chestnut gelding named Mehrs Eloquince from our good friends Pruett and Sheri Helms. Quincy had already been though six owners and was rather rotten. First, we tried the show circuit where Quincy didn’t behave in the line up. Next was jumping where he was scared of the jumps. After that, we tried moving cattle where he promptly went lame. Luckily, I found Jeanne Gaudreau a local trainer that introduced me to dressage. The following summer we graced the dressage arena at Training Level with a long mane and a tail that drug two feet on the ground. We had great success at our first show and that was the end of the long tail and mane. This season ended with a Training level Region 6 Championship ribbon and cooler—not bad for a ranch girl and naughty show horse.
That winter I made the commitment to start taking lessons on a weekly basis and clinic monthly. I could see how dressage helped with the training of a horse and fit well with our Morgans and over the next few years we moved up a level a year. Quincy and dressage helped me through my trying times of adolescence and high school. They both taught me how to stay focused and kept me away from boys much to my parents delight.
My Mother was a great supporter and enjoyed the horse activities just as much as I did. Together we decided that it was time to start training our young stallion, Iron Forge Starman. He was a 5 year old and had only been turned out with mares on 640 acres. We hooked up the trailer and headed up to the mountains to round him up. Starman turned out to be very trainable and had a lot of talent for dressage. He became a star right along side of Quincy. People commented that he looked like a small warmblood.
In 1997 and 1998 at the age of 20, I loaded both of these boys up along with a Thoroughbred gelding and headed to Washington State for the show season to try and earn a spot on the Junior Young Rider team. With the help of Mike Osinski, we made great progress and I fulfilled my goal of competing on the Team two years in a row. It was an unforgettable experience to compete on our region’s team at an international level and to enjoy excellent instruction. Because the Young Rider tests were equivalent to fourth level and Prix St Georges I was able to earn my USDF silver medal and in 1999 my bronze medal on Starman, My horses and I made great progress during this time because of the intense training. I am indebted to this experience because I learned how to execute a precise test.
I married shortly after and moved my horses off the ranch permanently. The horses were introduced to a boarding facility and I to city life. This was the time in my life where I became acutely aware of how much I depended on my Morgans and my riding. I struggled making progress with my horses because I was only able to clinic four times a year with Debbie Rheil-Rodriquez. I had to haul four hours each way over mountain passes in the winter but it was worth the effort and my new husband even helped with the driving.
In 2001 Quincy and I showed at Grand Prix. Quincy always had a special mind and was able to master the tricks of the test but not necessarily the collection aspect. He could do one tempis all day but passage was not his cup of tea. Quincy was 22 at the time and I was pregnant with our first child, it was very trying, emotionally and physically but we made it! We were only able to compete one year at Grand Prix because of Quincy’s age and the new baby. Quincy retired from the dressage arena but went on to teach the girl that went with us into those Grand Prix test how to ride. He was a special horse in every aspect of his life. Not only did he teach me in the in’s and out’s of riding but also blessed my daughter with her first ride. He never broke a 60% at Grand Prix but he physically shouldn’t have made it there either. He was a swayed back old guy with straight hind legs and it was only his mind that took him to the top. Quincy was the corner stone through my younger years and taught me a lot, not only about riding but about how trying is more important that having the natural talent. I hope my daughter will have another horse as special as him.
While Quincy was enjoying the easy life of kiddy rides Starman was still working his way up the levels. In 2003 and 2004 we were able to show at Intermediare 1 and then we had to take a break becasue I was once again pregnant! By this time in our life we had moved back to Montana and I was able to clinic with Debbie Rheil-Rodriquez on a regular basis. My parents had also retired off the ranch and moved closer to us. I was able to ride regularly as I had a full time baby sitter (Mom!)
Where Quincy shined at the tricks Starman struggled. He had a beautiful passage and loved to show it off but the one tempis were mentally hard for him to grasp. By 2007 we were ready to hit the show ring once again and tackle the Grand Prix test. By the middle of the season we had earned one 60 and were half way to getting that elusive Gold medal and by the end of the show season we were still only half way there! All winter long we polished that test up and tried to master those transitions in and out of piaffe, one tempis and canter pirouttes so we could get that last elusive score!
In the spring of 2008 we were back in the arena trying hard and in early summer we were still trying hard for that score. I even took four lessons in a row with Jeannie Gaudreau working on every part of the Grand Prix test before a show. I received the lowest score of my life at the show. It was a very hard set back and I had to really evaluate my riding skills and if we were truly ready for this level. I took the time to lesson often and ask the hard questions. I decided I wasn’t going to give up on this talented horse and we went back to that arena and rode with every thing we had at the last show that year. The first test we scored a 60% and my husband was right there to take our picture holding the test! I felt a ton of bricks lift off my shoulders and the next day I was all smiles and so proud of Starman I let him take over for that last ride in dressage ring together. The final score was a 62%, what a great way to end a career. He came off the trailer after the show and went directly out with his favorite mare!
Starman has always given every thing he has to each ride and was an amazing partner. The best part of this is I get to see it in each of his offspring that I train. I have been blessed with two wonderful Morgan horses that have taught me not only a lot about riding but about life and what it takes to pursue your dreams and have the every day stubbornness to stick with it. As my knowledge about riding keeps increasing I wish I could go back and change some of the things these poor boys had to deal with, but that only speaks louder for the types of horses they were and are. My next goal, to pass on what I have learned from theses horses about riding, life and love to the people I teach, am around and also to make the journey easier for that next special Morgan to Grand Prix.