Shuttup, I never pretended to be artistic.
Going to the left, he figured it out pretty well and was more or less able to walk in circles around me. At one point I tried getting him to trot, but he wasn't interested in moving faster than an amble.
The right, however... oh dear. I had to give him a couple feet of line, stand at his hindquarters, with a hand on him to keep him moving and away from me. Next time: Long lining and a helper.
Here's a little video of our pathetic longeing. (Don't worry, I do have a pink saddle pad.)
The eaten out middle of the round bale makes a good grain bucket holder.
Big big day planned for tomorrow!
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