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[RC] Gorgeous George -- Long Story - Ridecamp GuestPlease Reply to: Laurie A. Underwood lunderwood@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx or ridecamp@xxxxxxxxxxxxx ========================================== I was fascinated by Becky and George's journey to and success at Tevis, so I asked George's owner, Ed Kilpatrick, to give me George's history. Ed is far to modest to post the whole story himself, but I think it's a great read, especially to someone like me who wouldn't know diddly about taking a wild horse and working with him until we were partners. In any event, the following is George's story, as told by Ed: " the story with this mustang, gorgeous george, started in january 2001. a friend of mine, david, called me and said he had a horse that he wanted me to ride for him because he was afraid to get on him. he had bought the horse at an auction. the guy who sold him said he was tired of getting bucked off and needed to get rid of him. well, david isnt much of a rider, but he knows a good looking horse when he sees one. he couldnt pass this one up. well, i agreed to go to david's and take a look at this horse. kathi went with me and when she saw him, the first words out of her mouth were, "wow, just look at him, he is gorgeous!" david said, "well, i call him george, so if you want to call him gorgeous thats ok." david had george tied to a pole, and as i approached the horse, he just stood there, on high alert, and snorted at me. i untied him, led him to the trailer and he marched right in. i agreed to work with george for two weeks and let david know how george was doing. i got george to my farm and put him in a 40' square corral. he had a voracious appetite and would eat half a bale of hay quicker than you can imagine. after a day of settling in, i got started with him. my plan was to start all over with basic ground work, try to find out what he knew and just spend time trying to win his confidence. it soon became apparent that he had not been handled very well or very often. he didnt know what a grooming brush was and apparently no one had picked up his feet in a long time. i guess one of my first thoughts was, "well, i took this job too cheap!!" i spent the next ten days doing some pretty intensive groundwork with george. i was amazed at his strength and agility. he would move left and right, walk and trot on the lead line, stop and start when i asked him to. he was doing much better about being touched all over, and having his feet picked up. i had put the saddle on him a couple of times, and he didnt appear to be bothered by it. so, time to stop playing around and get on him. since he came to me with a reputation, i thought it best to have a someone on "standby" when i got on him for the first time. i got my dad come over and supervise. well, i got on george and although he appeared a bit nervous, he didnt buck or do anything stupid. i got him to walk around the round pen a few times, did a few turns, stopped and started a bit, and he did very well. i like to always end a session on a good note, so we called it a day. the next day, i did some ground work and lunging with george, saddled him up and got on. we just started out walking in the round pen. since i had worked him at a trot on the lunge line, i thought i would give it a try under saddle. i squeezed slightly with my legs, and george just shot out from under me so fast, i rolled right off his rear end! he never bucked, just accelerated from 0 to 40 in the blink of an eye. i got up, dusted off, got back on him, and made a mental note, no leg pressure just yet..... for the next couple of days, we just rode in the round pen, working at a walk and a trot. i got him used to the leg pressure, just had to take it easy. my thoughts were, that cowboy probably used spurs on him, you never know. the fourth day under saddle and we had worked up to a canter, though he was very hesitant about it. he just didnt feel comfortable with it, but he didnt do anything crazy, either. i began riding him through the fields and woods nearby, and found that he was more relaxed out there, instead of around "manmade" objects. i took him back to david, warned him about george's quickness and agility, and told him not to ride him anywhere but out in the field until they got accustomed to one another. david called me about a week later, and said, "you have to come help me with george. i cant even get the saddle on him!" i got my gear in the truck, and kathi and i took off. on the way to david's, we talked about what was going on. the conversation went approximately like this, "way too much horse for him," i said. she agreed. "you have to get that horse for me," she said. "what do we need with a danged old mustang that is ready to explode?!", i said. "that horse will hurt somebody!" "HUH!, i thought you were a better trainer than that," she said, besides, he is so pretty, and we have to save him!". durn it, she sure knows how to push my buttons. we got to david's little farm, where he had george tied to a tree in the backyard. i told kathi to keep david out of sight in the front yard while i worked with george a bit. i suspected that david was scared, the horse was scared, and the mutual fear was shortcircuiting any chance of them getting along. i got george calmed down, got my saddle on him and rode around a bit. we did a few circles and figure eights. he seemed just fine to me. i yelled out for kathi and david to come take a look. as soon as george saw david, he stopped in his tracks and snorted! i rubbed george's neck and got him to relax. we rode around a bit more, but as soon as david came into view, george stopped and snorted again! i asked david if he wanted to try him, since i didnt seem to be having any problem with him. david got on him, and got george to walk around a bit.&nbs! p; i could see david's white knuckled death grip on the reins. not gonna work, i thought to myself. david stopped george and dismounted. "this horse will hurt you, david." he isnt mean, but he is scared. he will jump out from under you when you least expect it, an accident waiting to happen.....", i mumbled, shaking my head. "what will you take for him?", i asked. inside my head, my rational side was telling me, you dont need this horse. what is he good for? so what if he has that powerhouse build and is quick as a cat, what does that matter? david said, "well, you see those two quarterhorses over in that corral? they both need a little riding time. give me two weeks on each of them, a hundred dollar bill, and he's yours!" "DONE!" sez i, with a look that simultaneously conveyed glee and bewilderment. i've done it to me again, i thought. oh well, "happy valentines day, kathi lee,"! i said to that grinning woman beside me who was already grabbing for george's lead line. the next few months were spent trailriding, and getting george used to all kinds of things. nothing in the woods or on the trails bothered him. deer could jump up practically under his feet, and he wouldnt even blink. manmade objects were a different matter altogether. you let a little girl ride by on a tricycle, and george would try to get on top of my head to hide from it. its easy to laugh about it now, because he got over those fears. the one thing that still bothers him, though, is any horse drawn carriage or buggy. if one is within his eyesight, he snorts and prances, looking for an escape route. i guess from his perspective, he thinks, i dont know what that thing is, but when it finishes the one its eating now, its coming after me! with all the trail riding, he was rapidly becoming a dependable mount. he had a nice, brisk walk and a wonderful rhythmic trot that was easy on the rider. we could do several hours of hard riding, and george would seem just as fresh as when we had started. we had only begun doing some limited distance rides earlier that year with our other horses, so it was quite natural for kathi to suggest that we try george out in distance riding. the goethe challenge in december 2001 was george's first aerc ride. we did the 25 miles in about 4 hours, and had a really good ride. in the next few months, we did some more ld rides and some competitive trail rides with him. he just seemed to well suited for it. he is not a really fast horse. i have done some 25 and 50 mile rides with him and finished in the top ten a few times, but speed is not his strong suit. he does well in rough terra! in, and has the strength take the hills. i think of george as the type to just put one foot in front of the other and keep going. must be his upbringing. :-) oh, and speaking of that, a little background info here. george is not one of these mustangs that was captured at a young age and had been around people more that he had run wild. quite the opposite. he ran wild in nevada, and was a five year old stallion when he was rounded up. he stayed in a holding facility for about a year, and was adopted in jacksonville, florida, by a man named cy, from chipley, florida. supposedly, the cy kept george as a stallion for a couple of years, let him have a small band of mustang mares and just really didnt do much with him. then, as the story was handed down to me, george was gelded and a young cowboy/bullrider attempted to "break" him. thats how george ended up at the horse auction. i had ! heard rumors for a couple of years about how george was adopted and handled, but didnt really know the whole story. well, this past march, i got to meet cy, the man who originally adopted him, and he confirmed that the story i heard was very accurate. its funny, when i met george's original adopter, we were over in chipley, florida, exhibiting george in an event called mustang appreciation day. i asked cy, "what made you pick this horse?" he said, "just look at him, isnt he gorgeous?" 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