Iota McHippus and his big brother Muon enjoy an equine life perhaps among the more pleasurable for any equine anywhere any time in history. Indeed you can wonder how animal ethologists ever thought animals were incapable of play after joining us for a walk at DogTrot hill:
Field Play
Posted by martimu on March 8, 2011
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Growing Pains
Iota McHippus is a pretty small miniature horse. Small though he may be, his ‘horseanality’ is humongous! He maintains a presence on Facebook (www.facebook.com/iotamchippus) where he makes snarky updates throughout his busy day. He calls me The Lady and he usually doesn’t think highly of my decisions for his care.
Take for example this past weekend when I had the equine dentist come in and do some maintenance.
Posted by martimu on March 7, 2011
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Welcome WegWag Followers!
With the World Equestrian Games months behind us I knew it was time I closed that project officially and head
off on some happy new trails. Thus I renamed the twitter account HorseJourney (so if you were following
WegWag you are now automatically following HorseJourney) and rather than update the old blog I’m inviting you to connect in here with my new posts.
Posted by martimu on March 7, 2011
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Backyard Concert
One of the truly wonderful traits of horses is their ability to embrace the now-ness of any given moment. On this unusually clement afternoon in late January a young cellist sets up to practice for an equine audience. Iota McHippus, the mini in the yard with him has shown interest in music before so he was the natural choice to join Augustus Post, the musician that day. MuMu caught wind of the goings on and came cantering closer from his roll bale in the barnyard.
Do note how MuMu prefers to stand as close as he can to the music at the gate – having left his buckets of oats hanging on the fence. MuMu is a happy oat eater – this is so small thing for him and speaks volumes about his gifts of being a natural appreciator of the finer things of life.
Posted by martimu on February 11, 2011
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Horse Haiku #007
The nights get colder
Too chilly for normal hay
Joy– It’s alfalfa!
Posted by martimu on November 16, 2010
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My Horse Doesn't…
My horse doesn’t:
- care what others think of him.
- try to call attention to his work.
- give a thought to anything but acting in the moment.
During the next six months to a year I shall endeavor to become more like him. Because he doesn’t make a whole lot of money, my horse, I imagine I won’t either. Yet he somehow always manages to have what he needs. I believe I will too.
My horse is:
- satisfied.
- expressive.
- natural.
- unaffected.
- at ease in an uneasy world.
He’s also completely uncowed by modern lifestyles and choices. He doesn’t listen to news. He doesn’t watch television or go to movies. He meditates. He runs, kicks up his heels when the notion strikes him. He doesn’t compare himself to other horses.
Posted by martimu on September 24, 2010
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The Wrong Horse is the Right Horse For Me
The longer I’m on my walk with Mu the more I come to realize just what a crazy idea this was. I bought an undernourished yearling paint blithely out of a field. Why? I knew just enough about horses at the time to understand it was somewhat unusual for an unhandled youngster to walk right up to a stranger, lower his head and look you in the eye. There was no food involved. This was a purely emotional transaction that seemed to flow both ways.
Ignoring all sensible advice at the time (get a finished mature gelding was the common theme) I bought the wormy little guy with the slightly drunken looking face.
That was five years ago. I was 47 at the time. Did I forget to mention I’m pretty much a rank amateur horse rider too? Oh year, mix that into the equation too. So here we have a greenie starting a greenie. That’s why five years into the game all we really have so far is some:
- groundwork
- tricks
- clinics
- and several astoundingly inappropriate rides logged into our shared account.
Yikes
What’s amazing here is we only have two accidents in which one of us got hurt. His was the time I had him running a circle at liberty in a small corral and accidentally applied pressure — no doubt too much too — at the wrong time and sent him scrambling over a four plank fence. He got some cuts and scrapes on his back legs as a result. Mine was the time last year when we were getting some walk-trot exercise done in our barn yard. Turns out I didn’t have the whoa I thought I did and after a series of bucks at a gallop he got me off — and how. I ‘came to’ folded up an a chair we keep in the barn. He was back in his stall and his tack was piled in a heap just outside the door. I walked weirdly back to the house where everything felt odd and foreign. An apparent concussion.
Extreme Luck
There were some rides we’ve shared that in hindsight went so well I now know were guided by nothing less than angels. I rode him out as a two year old along a horse trainer friend’s driveway about a half a mile. She has gone on to direct the re-schooling of off track thoroughbreds so we know she’s courageous and maybe more optimistic than most would be about my actual riding skills. Then there was the six hour trail ride we took with a group of gaited horses over hill and dale; none of whom had much of a whoa in them either. He was four then. He offered nothing up but cooperation.
The weird thing is it seemed the more I learned – the worse we got! I had continued on with riding lessons and borrowing a friend’s greenish horse for 10+ hour long rides on some pretty challenging Kentucky trails. My aids and seat were both improving. As was my courage. And then last summer, four years in – he bucks me off big time.
But that incident knocked some sense into me. I began seeking better help. Of course I should have looked for a psychiatrist to help me through my delusions as a horse trainer but instead I connected with an awesome equine specialist. Interestingly I made this choice about the time many horse hobbyists lose steam and give the practice and often the horse up and move on to safer activities. The typical length of time the ‘backyard’ horse enthusiast stays with their equine is about five years. I think I know why. I think that’s about how long it takes for the law of averages to catch up to us semi-skilled horse handlers and knock some sense into us.
Where We’ve Been
For some it means the hobby ends, the horse is sold or pastured. For others, maybe the more cussed, the more obtuse, or maybe just the more optimistic — we go forward but seek out better information. That’s me. That’s where I am in my walk with Mu. In so many ways he is absolutely the wrong horse for me but as I go forward with him I continue to weigh in why he is such the right horse for me.
Partnering with him has caused me to critically examine the advice I get even when it’s from far more experienced horsepeople. Here’s who
we’ve worked with so far (In order of appearance):
- traditionally minded saddlebred coaches serving as the equine studies team at the Kentucky Horse Park
- young but experienced natural horsemanship practitioner — a fellow student at the KHP
- exuberant, skilled, though somewhat reckless riding and training coach
- friends’ more finished horses I am privileged to borrow for rides
- job-roughened thoroughbred handlers, at the Keeneland sales
- a gifted though decidedly horse-centric clinician
- sort of a heavy handed, shopworn instructor
- a crazy ass intuitive (see other posts in this series)
- a three star Parelli Instructor (clinic)
- a somewhat hardened rider/instructor who believes in pushing through fear
- a centered, multi-faceted horse + human focused coach and instructor who believes in adjusting elements so fear doesn’t have to be a part of this experience
- dvds, books, articles, audited clinics throughout
Guess who’s my favorite? Uh huh – took some time to connect with her is all.
Going Forward
This entire journey so far has brought me in and out of learning situations of every standard and level of expertise. It’s sure not like we haven’t been trying. But we haven’t gotten to where I thought we would be after five years of hard work.
I wish we were riding the range by now, participating in some low level dressage shows and fine tuning all our knowledge. And maybe we are but in fact we’re only marginally under saddle and not cleared for trail riding because we don’t have a good enough whoa. On the plus side - neither of us has seriously hurt the other. We still love each other. And we’re not giving up. We’ve come into the orbit of the best trainer a person and horse could hope for and no one but me seems to be judging us to any great degree. Do I feel flummoxed when a pal attends a clinic with her new filly and surpasses our progress in the course of two days’ work? Good lord yes. That stings. But I can be happy for them and hopeful for us even so.
In some ways I might not have been using good judgment when I bought that wormy little guy out of a field five years ago and in other ways it was one of the smartest ways I could have come up with to learn as much about horses as someone like me could ever want! Besides, I love this horse. He is a most excellent mirror.
Posted by martimu on September 20, 2010
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Horse Haiku #006
Posted by martimu on August 17, 2010
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Horse Haiku #005
Posted by martimu on August 6, 2010
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Fermilab test throws off more matter than antimatter — and this matters
May 29, 2010
Reposted from: Ron Grossman for the Chicago Tribune
By the logic of science, things simply shouldn’t exist. The best scientific minds of several generations have reasoned that shortly after the Big Bang created the universe, matter and antimatter should have wiped each other out.
So that explains the global chain reaction of excited e-mails among physicists this month, after scientists at the Fermi National Accelerator Laboratory “opened the box” — their jargon for taking a peek at newly crunched data — and raised hopes of some day solving the riddle of existence. “It’s like looking back to the instant where everything began,” said Joseph Lykken, a theoretical physicist at the sprawling research facility near Batavia. Simply put, the Fermi team sent protons and antiprotons around its underground Tevatron accelerator ring into a head-on collision, which produced slightly more tiny fragments called “muons” than tiny fragments called “antimuons.” It was a laboratory victory of matter over antimatter, and a minuscule replication of what scientists believe must have happened shortly after the Big Bang, though exactly how matter won out has long confounded them.
Previous tests slamming such infinitesimal particles together — a proton is one one-hundred-thousandth the size of an atom — have produced similar results. But they never have risen above a statistical shadow of doubt for physicists working with computer calculations about particles and interactions they can’t see. By contrast, the latest discovery by Fermilab’s DZero team seems statistically solid. If it makes it past critical peer review, it will lead to a re-evaluation of existing theories and, possibly, a deeper understanding of physics and why things exist. It certainly will inspire a barrage of additional supercollider tests, as other labs try to verify the discovery or shoot it down.
Either way, it could be one incremental step toward the holy grail of atomic physics: the long-sought discovery of the elusive “Higgs boson,” a theoretical particle assumed to be the fundamental building block of all matter. “It’ll be written about in physics books a hundred years from now,” said Zoltan Ligeti, a physicist at the California Institute of Technology who was not involved in the Fermilab experiment. For decades, Fermilab was the world’s pre-eminent center for subatomic particle research. But increasingly, the expectation was that the next big breakthrough in physics would come from a new and more powerful European accelerator, the Large Hadron Collider outside Geneva, which has begun overshadowing Fermi and draining its talent. So scientists at the older facility just west of Chicago have expressed a quiet satisfaction with the home team victory, which could help its efforts to remain relevant and fund-worthy. In a Web site posting, Fermilab Director Pier Oddone said “I am delighted to see yet another exciting result from the Tevatron.” An official from the U.S. Department of Energy, which funds Fermilab, echoed that pride, saying the “result underlines the importance and scientific potential of the Tevatron program.” The question of existence is something that humans have wondered about ever since there were humans to wonder: “Why is there something rather than nothing?” as the 17th Century philosopher Gottfried Leibniz put it.
Clearly, things do exist — evidenced by the sprawling research facility near Batavia, where bison graze above a subterranean, 4-mile-circumference accelerator, or the tidy homes in nearby suburbs where Fermilab staff members live. But, theoretically, they shouldn’t. One of physics’ foundation stones is the concept of a symmetrical universe. Everything has its mirror opposite, like humans’ left and right hands. As schoolchildren learn, Newton said every action has an equal and opposite reaction. “A good example is the Big Bang,” Lykken said, putting his colleagues’ discovery into context. “The universe began as a perfectly symmetrical object, a ball of energy.” The problem lies in what happened next. That energy condensed into matter but also into its opposite, antimatter. The two being mutually destructive, they should have canceled each other out. Instead, Lykken noted, matter joined together in ever larger concentrations — nuclei, atoms, stars, galaxies.
Fermilab had that kind of question in mind 27 years ago when it built the Tevatron to imitate Big Bang-like collisions in miniature. The tentative breakthrough came earlier this month when some of the Dzero team’s 500 scientists looked at the latest of eight years’ worth of results from collisions, monitored in a Buck Rogers-looking apparatus in a warehouse-type building atop one of the rings. In the game of physics, the ball now passes from researchers to theoreticians like Lykken to figure out how the new data jibe with scientists’ overall understanding of the universe, a collection of theories known as the Standard Model. His office at Fermilab is dominated by an enormous old-fashioned blackboard covered with mathematical expressions and graphs, each a trial-fit interpretation of experimental data, and perhaps such a chalk scrawl will someday explain how matter prevailed.
The discovery someday could have practical spinoffs, but it could have immediate implications, among them in the clamorous intersection of politics and religion. Lykken hypothesized that proponents of “intelligent design” could seize upon the new findings to further support their argument that the laws of nature are so fine-tuned, they must be the handiwork of a creator. From a scientific perspective, he postulated there could be an infinite number of universes, some vastly different and others quite similar, though not exactly. “I can imagine a universe exactly like ours,” Lykken said. “Except that the Cubs win a World Series.”
In the course of their normal work, theoreticians and researchers freely exchange ideas in a regular rhythm of intellectual interaction — except when a big breakthrough like the recent one is at hand. “For about 10 days we kept quiet about it, not talking to other physicists, even those here at Fermi,” said Stefan Soldner-Rembold, a member of the research group. Once their data and logic had been double-checked, the research team invited colleagues to a Friday evening wine-and-cheese party, a tell-tale method of tipping off colleagues.
Lykken was away at a scientific conference, half-listening to a panel presentation while checking e-mail on a laptop computer when his invitation arrived on his screen. The title of the presentation at the Fermi bash began with two exciting words — “evidence for …” As a group, physicists don’t indulge in frequent displays of emotion. But Lykken wasn’t the only Fermi scientist elated by what was found when “the box” was opened on May 5. Soldner-Rembold said he got goose bumps. “I said, ‘Wow!’ ” recalled Dmitri Denisov, a physicist present at the opening.
Posted by martimu on June 3, 2010
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