Tuesday, December 24, 2019

Inclement Weather Nights

As winter unfolds, so does my routine with the horses at home. I'm learning all about ice poop picking, how to best manage the dry lot in wet and frozen conditions, and how to minimize the amount of work for myself in the process.

I've quickly learned that I would much rather muck a stall than the dry lot when conditions are below freezing. As much as I want the horses to have the greatest amount of turnout possible, when conditions fluctuate between rain-freezing rain-snow, I'd simply rather stuff them in their stalls and let them ride it out inside. It doesn't only save me work, it also saves them from being pelted with intense winds and freezing/rain snow that are so typical of our high elevation home.

My biggest lesson in minimizing work for myself so far, is to make certain to muck the hell out of the dry lot right before temperatures are forecasted to plummet below freezing. Letting the dry lot freeze over when it is clean of manure makes everything so much easier.

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After days of rain and a bit of wet snow here and there, the dry lot was a pig sty. This was despite my mucking twice daily!
As soon as things thawed out - amidst a drenching above-freezing rain, I raked and mucked the hell out of the dry lot.
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It is tedious AF to rake all those little piles, but the end result is SO PLEASING.
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And I finished just in the nick of time before the rain turned to snow (again) and proceeded to deliver us 7" of snow prior to switching back to rain (2") and the back to snow again (1").

This minimizes the amount of ice poop picking I have to do (and the number of muck rake tines I destroy...), while also keeping the horses from having to endure the bitter combination of freezing precipitation and wind.

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Frozen, wind blown tail hairs. Yikes!
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A fashion statement maybe?
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Then again, maybe not...
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Those frosted ears though...
The horses were none too pleased about so much inside time at first, but with repetitive nights inside (and the occasional day here and there when the weather is downright nasty), they all seem much happier with their accommodations. As it stands now, any time we've got variable precipitation changes expected overnight or have winds forecasted to be greater than 15mph with temps (prior to windchill) in the 30s°F, I bring the horses inside.

As a result of more time inside, Grif and Q are both starting to keep neater stall than they first did (Stan has always been immaculate and I love him for it). Additionally, each of the horses politely exit their stalls - sometimes even refuse to leave! lol - when the time comes for turnout and rarely do they all bounce in the dry lot and squeal with contained energy following an extended stall stay.

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Everyone happily munching hay
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Happy horses!

I think it is safe to say that we're all pretty happy with the new routine and accommodations! But who wouldn't be happy about getting to escape windy, wet, and cold conditions?

Monday, December 23, 2019

2010s Photo Challenge

I have a wealth of posts just sitting and waiting to be published. Despite my every intention to blog a lot this month, it is somehow December 23, and I, uh, haven't. Again. lol

BUT! I honestly have 4 nearly-complete drafts waiting in the wings, so I plan to end this year strong and plow merrily into 2020 with more content.

To kick things off, here are photos from each year 2010-2019. I kept this easy on myself and just browsed my social media accounts for options as opposed to deep diving into my many external harddrives... Thanks, Emily, for a fabulous photo challenge to end the decade!

2010


Okay, this photo is actually from autumn of 2009, but the only photo I could find already on the internets of Stan and I from 2010 was one of my feet, Stan's hooves in a dark corner of the photo, and the focus was on one of the barn bloodhounds. Knowing I rode in the same places in 2009 and 2010, this place holder will have to do! So, behold, Stanley and I a decade ago! 

2011


In 2011, I was given this horse. I named him Orion. He was a very good boy with very unfortunate conformation. I learned a lot of hard lessons about conformation during the 6 months in 2011 that I owned him. Ultimately, he wasn't going to be able to do any of the things I wanted to do with a horse and it was silly to pump money into something that wasn't going anywhere. I rehomed him with another redhead and he still lives in Elkins and is mostly a pasture puff on a small farm. He really lucked out on a good life! 


2012


2012 brought both of these goobers into my life. Grif in January and Q in May. 


2013


In 2013, I became an endurance rider. I completed 3 50s on other people's horses and my first 50 on my own horse. It was an awesome season.


2014


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I started Griffin under saddle very lightly in 2013 and started putting him through his paces in earnest in 2014. By September of that year, we began schooling little jumps. 

2015


It will be hard for another ride photo to ever top this one. RBTR 50 miler in 2015.


2016


Crossing the finishline of each of our first 100-mile ride - the Old Dominion. I was really damn emotional at this point for a lot of reasons, not the least of which included being awake for 26 hours and riding this little mare over 100 miles of hard, rocky, mountainous terrain in the GW Jefferson National Forest in VA and WV. What an amazing experience.


2017


2017 was the year I dove headlong into eventing. Grif and I trailered out of state multiple times and competed in both dressage and eventing schooling events. I sincerely hope to do more of this in the upcoming decade!


2018


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2018 was a pretty light year for me, horse-wise, but I did make it out for several lessons with this guy at the start of the year. It was a ton of fun and Grif and I both really started putting the pieces together for that thing they call dressage.

2019


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To finish the decade, I brought my horses HOME for GOOD. They're actually inside the barn in this photo <3

What. A. Decade. I started it by becoming a horse owner for the first time in my life and ended it by becoming a land/property owner and bringing my three horses (one of whom has been a part of my life for the ENTIRE DECADE!) home.

Aaaaah! I still can't believe I get to write those words! I am so beyond grateful to have been able to build my dream and bring my horses home. This decade will definitely be hard to top, but I look forward to the challenge of making the 2020s even better.

Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Dry Lot Dynamics

Ah, my ever-changing dry lot. The horses all get along just fine in the field, but within the 40' x 60' dry lot, the dynamics are quite different! Problem-solving ways to improve the dynamics within this limited space has been a fun mental pastime for me since bringing the horses home.

Round One

When things began, all 3 horses were in the dry lot together without a divider.

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I had to carefully sneak up on them to get this shot without them all walking away! At the time, I was so pleased they were all sharing.

This worked okay until I got my hay feeder. When it arrived, I learned that Stan was [still] a holy dick about discrete food resources and wouldn't let Grif - and sometimes Q - eat. This wasn't a total surprise as this horse has been like this his whole life. He's not aggressive toward people about food, but when it comes to horse v. horse and discrete food sources (i.e., anything except pasture), he's a complete and total asshole.

I put out an extra hay bag (not a slow feeder) for awhile, but that only served as a bandaid to the dynamics within the closed space. Finally, after Griffin came in for his dinner one evening with a 8" gash (not serious or too deep at all) on his rump, I decided enough was enough.

Round Two

And so I split the dry lot into two sections and segregated the old man.

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This was prior to having multiple slow feeders

The difference in everyone's behavior once I did this was amazing. Stan was chill as could be, content with life because he had his own food that no one else had to share, and Grif and Q shared well. Everyone could eat and be happy!

Except, with time, this arrangement fizzled.

Q has really come out of her shell in her time at home under my sole care with only two herd members. As a result, her confidence has bloomed 10-fold. This has resulted in her bullying poor Grif so much more than ever before!

Round Three

After watching her back up for 2/3s of the dry lot throwing kicks the whole way to keep Griffin in the far back corner, I threw my hands in the air and swapped Grif and Stan.

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A great shot of the dry lot with its dividing hot tape + the multiple slow feeders

If I thought the different in behavior after the first switch was extreme, this was off the charts. Suddenly everyone could eat without issue and was so happy. Q had her favorite boyfriend and Stan had his girl. Grif was a little bit sulky at first, but adjusted quickly within 24 hours. He quickly became more in-my-pocket (totally normal for him) and decided to seek me out a bit more than he had prior. I think it helped that he wasn't having to watch over his shoulder for someone to come bully him!

The biggest indicator of this setup being better was the manure piles. When Q and Grif were together, it looked like a bunch of monkeys took over their section and threw poop around for awhile. Everything was so churned up and disgusting! It always took longer to muck as a result. UGH!

Once Grif was settled and could no longer be chased, neat piles of manure reigned throughout the dry lot. Mucking was So Much Easier. Clearly, everyone was more settled and happy in their environment.

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First dusting of snow in mid-late October. Grif on "his" side and Q and Stan on "their" side, each with a slow feeder

And thus, this arrangement held through the rest of fall and into winter.

But then the weather turned.

Round Four

I'd been dreading it purely because I wasn't sure what I would do about the water situation. I love my rain-fed trough system + trough heater, but it's only on one side of the dry lot and positioned such that Grif had no access. The entire time I'd had the dry lot segregated, I had a separate tub of water on Stan, then Grif's, side. Not wanting to invest more in a trough/heater when it wasn't really necessary, nor wanting to get a separate heated bucket (Griffin is too mouthy for that shit and would start a fire), I didn't know what I'd do once things started freezing over.

The need to provide Grif with un-frozen water necessitated a change, however. And so I crossed my fingers and re-arranged the hot tape in the dry lot to allow access to the water. By opening both ends of the now-not-hot tape, I hoped I could provide Grif with an easy exit if Stan decided to meander over. In a sense, I've turned the dry lot into a circle; the tape serves as a bit of a baffle down the middle so they must travel around the long way. This allows ample time for Grif to get out of Stan's way before he is bitten or kicked and also provides him with room to make his exit.

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Newer setup with three slow feeders and a baffle down the middle, open on each end

Q will push Grif around, too, but she's all bark and no bite the very large majority of the time. My main issue with her and Grif was mainly that she'd spend too much time backing him into a corner and not letting him eat. It's kind of amusing for me to watch, honestly. She's decided she has a very large bubble of space that Grif is not allowed to be in. If he enters it, she uses strong body language to tell him to back off, which usually results to him sulking in a corner. When she's sated on hay, she'll move herself to the corner to gaze off into the distance and then Grif can eat.

Fortunately, I had three feeding systems by the point I opened things up: the hay basket + net and both halves of the IBC tote in place, each with their own netted hay on one side while the hay basket + net is on the other side. Everyone has a place to stand and eat now!

The triple feeding system has greatly minimized the need for Q to push Griffin around. She's a smart mare and simply doesn't see the point to move from her original feeder to another one if she can help it! And fortunately, she's happy to share with Grif for limited periods, allowing the Stanimal to lose interest in the hay feeder he chased Grif or Q away from and travel to another.

Until Next Time...

All in all, things with the dry lot are a perpetual work-in-progress. While I certainly wish I had all the time/money/resources to get things perfect right off the bat, I'm honestly having fun problem-solving approaches to improve dry lot dynamics.

With an increasing frequency of winter weather moving through, I'm already pondering and experimenting with yet another modification to help mitigate for the issues snow and ice create. I'm working through several thought exercises to figure out the best way to increase efficiency and streamline my barn chores through the winter months. Coming up with new horse-care hacks is quickly becoming a new favorite pastime! (As if horses didn't already consume enough of my life, HA!)

Thursday, November 21, 2019

Annual Raptor Post

Long-time readers will recall that I volunteer with the Cape May Raptor Banding Project in Cape May, NJ most autumns. This was my 8th year and, while slower than past years, it was still a blast.

Enjoy some raptor spam!

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By-catch brown thrasher (a passerine, not a raptor)
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Derpy thrasher. Also observe the bite marks on Mandy's finger from merlins lol
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Hatch-year male cooper's hawk
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HY male coop take off
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HY male coop looking appalled as Mandy changes her grip to release him
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The infamous hawk-looks-shocked during release photo
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Busy background, but still a neat release shot. I love his little feet
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A round of applause for this gent!
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Hatch year female merlin (small falcon)
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HY sharp shinned hawk
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HY sharpie
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Noble HY sharpie
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Beautiful rufous tipped feathers; they become grey once adults
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The infamous sharpie release "trick". A bird has never been on its back, so they simply lie there like this without moving.
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Then you just turn your hand and they take off. I love when I can capture a shot in the milliseconds before they spread their wings!
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Checking for a crop on a HY sharpie
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Derp sharpie
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Sharpie trying to be fierce like their big cousins, the northern goshawk
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Rumpled sharpie
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Angry derp sharpie
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Adult male coopers hawk. Note the gorgeous grey plumage on his back and the darker red chest feathers. The redness of the eyes (red-black vs. red-orange like this one) varies based on their diet.
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HY coop on our shirts, adult coop in hand
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The tundrius sub species of the peregrine falcon; note the blonde head
HY female
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The anatum subspecies of the peregrine; note the black head
HY female
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Tundrius
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Anatum. Note the bar in the nostril. This helps peregrines to breath when they're at a full speed dive (240 mph)
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Tundrius
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Anatum
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Anatum. So this little girl came into the station in a full stoop (240 mph). I heard her before I saw her!
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Anatum. Her primary flight feathers are stiff almost like plastic which help her reach such high speeds and stay stable
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Anatum. She was such a calm peregrine! It is always a treat to have the fastest animal in the world in-hand!