The Quest for the Perfect Boot

Splint boot, that is.

It’s too early in the morning to get into the hoof boot debate.  (Besides, we already know my answer to that one.)  Edit: I started this post at 7:00 this morning.  It’s been a rough morning for my computer.

Hello, my name is Ashley, and I have a slight obsession with splint boots.

I’ve been questing after the “perfect” (if there’s such a thing) splint boot since I started in endurance.  Mimi doesn’t interfere in her normal, everyday movement, so I don’t need something that is heavy-duty enough to withstand artillery fire-style abuse.

So why even use boots, then?

Well, I’m paranoid about having some kind of leg protection.  It’s a holdover from my show days and an instructor who was superstitious about running horses in the gymkhana games without some kind of protection.  The time you don’t use them is the time something will happen.  I know, I know…I did NATRC for five years and didn’t have any problems.  But I was also going at a slower pace and fewer miles.

It’s just my personal opinion, but I’m going for the extra insurance provided by a well-fitting boot.  It only takes one misplaced hoof or an ill-timed rock kicking up to potentially end your ride for the day.  If I have a chance at preventing that, I’m going to take it.

Granted, if I had a horse that rubbed easily, and boots were more of a hassle than they were a benefit, I might rethink my stance.

Another one of those contested issues with boots is whether they help or harm when it comes to  collecting desert debris.  There are a lot of sharp, prickly, pokey things out in the desert, and I have to say, I prefer those pieces of cactus getting stuck in the outer layer of the boot fabric versus in my horse’s leg.  Would they have picked up the cactus piece if they brushed against it without boots on?  Maybe, maybe not.  But it takes a pretty hard hit to get a cactus spine through even a quarter inch of neoprene.  So even if it clings to the surface of the boot, chances are that it hasn’t broken through the entire boot to poke into the horse.

There are a couple of rides around Arizona that I have been very glad for leg protection.  Man Against Horse in Prescott is one such ride.  Every year, without fail, I have came back from that ridfe with a new rip in either the splint boots or the hind ankle boots.  Sometimes both.  There is a lot of manzanita at that ride, and a lot of it is trimmed right at the edge of the trail.  One errant step, and that manzanita is poking at their leg.  And that stuff is like ramming into rebar lined with steel leaves.  A couple of years ago, a stick of manzanita ripped the entire way through the neoprene of the hind ankle boots, down to the very inside fabric covering.  I cringe at what that might have potentially done to her leg if it gouged her in the right area.  The rock-pile scramble up the backside of Mingus Mountain in the 50 at that ride also warrants the use of boots all around.

The extra protection is also nice for those trail-exploration rides that inevitably result in at least some bushwacking and rock scrambling.

Also, this is farfetched…but we have rattlesnakes.  If one happens to strike at us, maybe they’ll glance off the boot instead of biting the horse’s leg?  I know…unlikely.  The skin is so tight around their legs that a snake would probably have a hard time biting it.  But humor me?

Another issue is the collection of sand and debris.  I really haven’t experienced this problem.  I don’t really have any particular resoning or explaination for why that is, but at the moment, I’m not going to question it.

My requirements: Easy to put on/take off; doesn’t trap too much heat; doesn’t accumulate too much dirt and sand; well-placed seams that don’t rub; won’t slide down the leg; doesn’t need to be overtight to prevent slipping; does not wrap around to the back of the fetlock (short cannons means that too bulky of a boot will crowd up agaist her Renegades and bump the captivator strap); isn’t too long (see previous explaination about shortcannons); and I prefer a single later velcro that does not double back on itself.  Double-lock would be an acceptable secondary option.  Oh, and preferably a material that won’t drag half of the prickly desert back with us.

Let’s examine my history of boots, shall we?

Toklat Splint

These were my first pair of splint boots — ever.  I got them from my trainer the Christmas after I got Mimi.  They’re almost 14 years old now, and showing thier age.  They still wash up nicely, but they’re definitely tattered.  Overall, they’re my favorite boots yet.

What I Like:
– Easy maintenance.  Dunk, wipe, and they’re clean.
– Lots of pretty colors available.
– Have not had rubbing or slipping problems.
– Easy to remove at checks.
– Durable.
– Don’t attract a ton of stickers and brush

What I Don’t Like:
– The Velcro that doubles back on itself.  It’s too easy to overtighten them if you’re not paying attention.  For that reason alone, I’d be paranoid about letting someone else who is not familiar with the exact tightness I prefer put them on.
– More time-consuming to put back on because of having to feed the Velcro back through the loop.
– The new style.  Notice behind the old boots, the rolled up pair with tags still attached.  Those are the new pair I got to replace these.  I don’t like them as well.  They have to be tightened more than I like to keep them from slipping.  I used them at Wickenburg in February, and I had to adjust them several times just during the first loop beforeI finally finally left them behind at camp during the lunch hold.  I don’t know if they need more break-in time, but I wasn’t as impressed with this pair.  (As a note, the old ones now reside in my crew box as a back-up pair.)

Griffin’s Short Splint/Brush Boots

I haven’t used these on a regular basis until recently.  I would use them for competitions, and enough training rides to know they wouldn’t rub, but Mimi does little to no interfering on her hind legs.  Just recently, I’ve noticed some scuffed hair on the inside front of her fetlocks, and have started using them more regularly as a precaution.  I don’t know if her fused hocks have changed her movement enough to where she’s brushing against herself at times, or if she’s just scuffing her hair when she’s getting up from either rolling of laying down.

What I Like:
– Good protection.  These boots have taken the brunt of the abuse from rides, and have several chunks/gouges/rips in them.
– Flat leather covering.  Not a fan of heavily padded boots, or ones that have really rigid wear patches on the inside “strike zone.”
– Easy clean.
– Colors!
– Single wrap-around Velcro.
– Really easy to take off.  Putting on just takes a moment to make sure placement is correct to minimize rubbing,
– Don’t attract a ton of stickers and brush.

What I Don’t Like:
– I’ve had off-and-on rubbing problems with these.  Originally, they would rub on the top edge.  That’s gone away, but the inside seam where it fathers at the fetlock has been known to start rubbing on her fetlocks.  Desitin has held it off from being a serious problem at rides, but that’s just one more step to fuss with that I’d like to avoid if possible.  It could be that it’s time for new ones…I think these are close to six years old, so the seams might just be getting rough and worn.

(Edit: Going to try lining the seam area with a small piece of moleskin to cover the stitching.)

Equipedic OxyFlow Splint Boots

What I Liked:
– Single wrap-around Velcro.  Really easy on/off.
– Low-profile strike zone.
– Tough Cordura covering really repels brush and stickers.  Also difficult for cactus to pierce compared to softer neoprenes with thin fabric coverings.
– Really did seem to be more breathable and stay cooler.

What I Didn’t Like:
– Very tall.  Either interfered with her knees, or had a lot of material hanging below the fetlock.
– Detail seaming was very rough and sloppy.
– Stiff fabric that didn’t conform to her leg very nicely.  Potential for rubbing from stiff-seamed edges.  They didn’t ever rub, but I also never got to the point of using them for rides.
– Wish they came in one size smaller.  That might take care of the extra height, and make them conform to her leg better.

(Note: I ended up selling these a couple years ago.  That alone should tell me what I need to know, if I didn’t even feel justified in keeping them around as “just incase” extras.)

Pro Equine Simple Splint Boots

Used these for the vast majority of my distance training.  They’re probably about six or seven years old.

What I Liked:
– Double-lock Velcro.  Not as convenient as single wrap, but better than the wrap back on itself kind.
– Low profile strike zone.
– Pretty easy on/off.  The double-lock Velcro made it harder to just whip them off on-the-go.

What I Didn’t Like:
– Outer Velcro layer wore out fast, and would never lay totally flat.  Would tend to get caught on loose brush and completely undo the top Velcro layer.
– Debris tended to stick inside of them and you had to really scrub to get them clean.

Woof Wear Club Brushing Boots

What I Liked:
– Single wrap-around Velcro.
– Very easy on/off.

What I Didn’t Like:
– Stiff PVC strike zone.  Strike plate was not contoured enough, and very flat.  Gave the boots an odd shape.
– Weird overlap on the edges, which caused the start of a weird rub.
– Gaped weird at the top — same problem as the Griffin’s Short Boots.  Neither boot had as much front leg contouring and relied too much on Velcro and overlapping material to achieve a good fit.

Professional’s Choice Competitor Splint Boots

What I Like:
– Single wrap-sround Velcro.
– Super-easy on/off.  Probably the easiest of the boots I own.
– Overlap is even, and I’ve not had rubbing problems from it.
– Wash-n-go.
– Stay in place very well, due to waffle-neoprene against the horse.
– Impossible to overtighten.
– Neoprene has a lot of give.
– Can trim excess edges without fabric unraveling.
– Lightweight.
– Nicely contoured around the leg — probably the most flexible boot I’ve ever used.

What I Don’t Like:
– Potentially hold a lot of heat due to neoprene.
– Outer covering is essentially fuzzy Velcro.  The same thing that makes them easy to put on without having to perfectly line up Velcro strips also means it attracts every little stray leaf and prickly piece of brush.
– Waffle neoprene needs to be scrubbed when washing, otherwise dirt gets trapped in the waffle pattern and doesn’t eadily come out with just a quick dunk in water.  That said, they actually seem to accumulate the least amount of dirt on the inside.  I think the lack of fabric keeps dirt from clinging as much.
– Strike zone has more padding than most of my boots.  This can be both a good and bad thing.  Not a problem for a horse that doesn’t interfere, but a horse that is on the verge of interfering might catch it.  On the other hand, if they do interfere, there’s some good protection there.  Yet, it does have more give than the shell-like strike plates on some of the boots.

Professional’s Choice Easy-Fit Splint Boots

They started out life as mine, but Dad inherited them for his Foxtrotter mare, Kelly, who interfered a lot.  Same boot as above, only with more coverage around the fetlock.  See my easlier remarks about too much fetlock coverage for little-legs Pony.  And with these…even more neoprene to trap heat.  Plus, they’re pretty large, bulky boots.  Worked well for a 15.1hh mare with tree trunk legs, but I think they’d be overkill on Mimi.  Kelly definitely put them to the test, though…they’re really scuffed at the bottom, right where they curve around the fetlock.  Despite all of that, the worst she did was rub the sude covering to a smoother finish.  Didn’t even rip the strike zone.

Toklat Splint Boot with Elastic

Again, Dad’s boots, not mine.  He has the kind that are lined with felt, because Beamer hates neoprene.  It makes him sweaty, which then makes him itchy, so he has to stop and attempt to yank the boots off in his annoyance.  Not fun to be trotting along and have him slam to a stop, duck his head, and start teething on his leg wraps.  So he has the felt-lined ones, which are kind of a pain to clean, and tend to build up grime…but they’re the only thing he’s comfortable in.  And he has just enough of a tendency to interfere when he’s not paying attention, or being clumsy, that it’s not worth not using them.  The double-lock Velcro is better than the loop-back offering of mine, and they’re probably the second-easiest to put on/take off, after the Pro’s Choice Competitors.  However, not a fan of the extensive coverage of them — they’re another one that has more fetlock coverage.

After examining what I’ve written, I’ve decided that of all the boots I currently own, the Pro’s Choice Competitor meets my needs the best at the moment.  It has the best balance of what I like versus what I dislike.  I may have ti pick little bits of desert prickles out of them during the dry weed season, but at least it’s not any money out of pocket at the immediate moment.

But the elusive quest continues on for future purchase considerations, which means…

Readers…it’s your turn!  Tell me what splint boots you prefer, and your experiences with using them!

And, some specific questions for everyone:

Does anyone use the HAF Splint Boots
I’m curious about them…I like the idea of air flow.  However, I’m not convinced on what looks like a fairly hard shell as a strike plate.  I’d like to see them in person.  Feedback, anyone?

I’m also curious about the Thinline Splint Boots
But the $100 price tag is enough to make me shy away.  They’d have to be perfect for me to pay that much.

Finally, has anyone tried the Griffin’s Tall Brush Boots for front boots?
I tried the short ones on her fronts, but wasn’t pleased. I couldn’t get them to line up well without gaping at the top, or creating an uneven overlap. Mimi wasn’t impressed when I rode her in them, and stopped several times to try to yank them off. Looking at the picture of the Tall boots, I see they wrap around the fetlock some, which is enough to make me wonder if it’ll be a case of too much “stuff” around her fetlock area and if the leg boot and Renegade captivator will start interfering with each other.

Brownie Points

Instead of riding on Sunday, I got to spend 15+ hours helping my aunt pack up her house and load the moving van, as she rather spontaneously decided to move…back to her home town of Chambersburg, Pennsylvania, after living on the West Coast (CA and AZ) for the last 32 years.

Lots of familial brownie points were earned in the hefting of boxes, and my ability to pack fragile things and make boxes for pictures. Never knew those years of working in the packing/shipping/mailbox center would come in so handy. This ought to get me off the hook for family obligations for a bit.

Equally spontaneous was my father’s decision to jump in the moving truck with his brother, who is helping their sister (my aunt) with the move. Coincident to this is my grandparents will be moving out of their house and into a retirement community the same week their kids (my dad, aunt, and uncle) are going to be back there. Well, maybe not so coincident, as that was the hope that was how it would all play out, but very handy to have my aunt’s house and grandparents’ house sell at essentially the same time and to be able to time the move in such a way that they can all help each other out.

Mind you, Dad made the decision to go with them this morning. They’re leaving this afternoon. So much for careful trip planning. The entire morning has been spent running around helping Dad get stuff together, clearing and reuploading music to my iPod shuffle for him to borrow, ironing, and getting the last of the newly-inherited items out of my suburban. That’s why I don’t mind helping people move, since I tend to acquire new things. Among the new toys accumulated: a scanner (score! don’t have to go buy my own once I move), little bureau-top mirror and jewelry drawer, two picture boards (I adore these…they’re the fabric kind, with ribbons stretched across to slide pictures under…I have one that is hopelessly full already). and a rusty iron display shelf. Might not be able to use a lot of stuff right away, but I’m slowly gathering it all for my own eventual move.

Fortunately, we had a good ride on Saturday. I think I have a hot-weather pony, because she has been unnaturally cheerful for the past couple months. Either she loves the weather, or she’s feeling so good because her hocks aren’t bothering her anymore. That in mind, I had no idea they had been bothering her for that long, if that’s the case. She acts like she just turned six, not sixteen. She’s power-trotting up hills and through sand washes, playfully spooking at Pony Eating Birds, asking for more speed (um, no. we’re not trotting at 10mph through the sand wash) and in general, acting like a very cheerful, mischievous pony.

I can’t even get aggravated about her antics, because I’m just so happy to see her feeling so good and acting so happy. Makes me believe we might actually have an enurance career that spans beyond a handful of rides. She’s pretty good at telling me when she’s happy or not, and I figure, as long as she’s happy, sound, and healthy, we’re going to keep going until she says “enough.” Half of our time together has been littered with the echos of the phrase, “you can’t do x.” But that’s a whole other topic that deserves its own post. :)

Saturday was hot, Hot, HOT. 95* by the time we were pulling out of the trailhead after the ride. Still experimenting with packs and various and sundry. This time it was trying to find a way to carry loaded elyte syringes, and if I had a little bag long and narrow enough to carry them seperately (I don’t.) I have visions of applesauce/elyte-loaded syringes exploding all over my saddle packs…I might be able to put together something, but I don’t know if my mom’s sewing machine is strong enough to handle tough, cordura-type of material.

The other thing I was experimenting with was carrying my Camelbak waist pack. Apparently I’m a Camelbak collector and am determined to find something that works, sinceI have three of them — two of the backpack-style, and the waist pack. The smaller backpack I’m not too fond of, as it’s more of a nuissance than it’s worth for the amount of water it carries. Plus, it grabs at t-shirts and pulls them up underneath it. The larger backpack carries more water, but that makes it heavier, and it doesn’t shuffle around as much.

The waist pack carries about 45oz of water — two bottles worth, essentially, and doesn’t seem too heavy. It interferes a tiny bit with the cantle on downhills, until I figured out if I shifted around a bit, it rests against the cantle and I can lean back on it like a back rest going down hills. Trotting, it doesn’t seem to interfere, but I have to keep tightening it as I drain the water out of it. I like that I can carry more stuff in the pack, like more food for myself, and a mini first-aid kit. And with Mimi feeling so good lately, she’s been a little more “looky” and spooky…bad time of year to get dumped in the desert without water on your person.

My lower back is sore today, but I don’t know if that’s a function of the Camelbak, or of spending all day yesterday moving boxes. I noticed a tiny bit of muscle soreness Saturday night, but that could be just needing to acclimate my back and ab muscles to carrying more weight. All in all, definitely worth experimenting with, even if to only use it for the hot part of rides. I do drink more than if I have to fish around for bottles.

Rain Dance

Well, so much for that anti-rain dance yesterday evening. It rained all night, and now it is dark, cloudy, and windy. I’m so glad we got a great ride in yesterday, because I’m not sure if we’re going to go out today. I’m waiting for it to get lighter out and see if the clouds are breaking up or not. Rain, and possible thunderstorms, are predicted all day today.

But yesterday’s ride was awesome. Sadly, no pictures, as I was fiddling with saddle packs again and didn’t rig up something for my camera yet. We did the big, 12-mile loop down at the San Tans, and managed a very respectable (for us) 5mph pace. Might have been slightly faster than that, as we stopped for about 10 minutes or so for a potty break. Part of that includes hand walking for about a mile in the sand wash, too.

Beamer got to try out Mimi’s S-Hack yesterday, and I’ve got a new convert to bitless now. Dad really liked riding with it, and Beamer was super-soft in his face. I knew he would be. Just the 15 minutes in the arena on Tuesday with him told me that. I’m glad he didn’t prove me wrong.

Both ponies were feeling very good yesterday. Mimi was so happy to be out again. She bounced her way through the ride, trying to dash up the hills and breathe fire on Beamer’s tail when he was trotting too slow. I’ve been letting her do a controlled trot on the up side of the numerous in-and-out ditches that make up our trails in an effort to be easier on her hocks and give her a little more momentum. How does she thank me? By trying to canter or sprint up the hills when I give her an inch of loose rein.

Methinks she didn’t get the memo that she’s turning 16 in May.

Based on her enthusiasm, and still consistently low heart rates (horses that are uncomfortable in their hocks don’t trot along at 81bpm), we’ve made the decision to go for the 50 at McDowell. I really want to find out if she’s still got “it,” and doing a 50 is the best way to find out. I know she’d make it through a 25, but I think it would be too tempting for me to ride faster than would be ideal in a 25. If we do a 50, I know I’ll ride a lot more conservative pace, which I think would be a lot better for her. I think a slow 50 would be a lot easier on her than a fast 25.

It’s still dark out. It’s almost 7a.m., and I don’t see a hint of sunrise. That ride might not happen today. *grumble*

Feelin’ Good

Well, that promised ride story still isn’t done yet, mostly because I spent all weekend playing with the pony and getting wrapped up in riding her. I’m going to go out on a cautiously optimistic limb here and say that, tentatively, she’s back. Based on her performance this weekend, and antics yesterday, she is Feelin’ Good!

We rode at the San Tans both days this past weekend. Saturday, we did the big loop, about 12 miles, and were done, including about 20 minutes of potty/water/stop-and-look-at-boogeymen breaks, in three hours. For us, that’s really good for a training ride. (Slug Riders ‘R Us)

We finally got to see where the back trail rerouted…overall, not bad at all. The new trail is a bit wider, much smoother, flatter, on a higher elevation, and avoids about half a mile of really deep sandwash. The ponies approved, with the exception of the little trail-digging machine they had parked at the bottom of the trail in the sandwash. That got some eye-boggling.

Sunday was a shorter ride, about seven miles. We got hung up in the morning doing a family breakfast for Dad’s birthday, so we didn’t get out until about 2p.m. It was really quiet out – Superbowl day. Huh? Sit and watch football, or enjoy the beautiful weather outdoors with my pony? No contest! Even if it was my state’s team playing. Um, go Cardinals? Even though they lost…big surprise there. (Yeah, that was sarcasm.)

Mimi was gleeful to be out this weekend. After being left behind for Wickenburg, she seems to think she needs to do everything to get back in my good graces, including draining her water bucket on training rides (two full buckets on Saturday!), not spooking at little twittering birds behind her, not reaching for more hay as I’m trying to bridle her, not assaulting and mauling her brother…it’s like I have a new Angel Pony right now.

Yesterday, however, I think her halo slipped. :) She was full of herself when I went down to the barn to meet the farrier for their trims. I had some time before he showed up, so I rode both ponies. I tried Mimi’s S-hack on Beamer, just to see what he’s do…I think Dad has a hackamore horse on his hands. Beams was even softer in his face than with his snaffle. He still one-rein stops and flexes, and he backs up easier, too. The real test will be at speed and in a competitive setting. He was really good for me, especially because it’s been over a year since I’ve ridden him. (Gah, really? It didn’t feel like that yesterday.)

Mimi, on the other hand, was jsut full of piss & vinegar. She was shying at the new dirt pile o’ death next door, staring suspiciously at the downed barrels in the corner of the arena that have been there for months, wanting to canter instead of power trot, and in general, doing everything she could to exasperate me but show me how good she was feeling.

Then after their trims, they got turned out in the big pasture. They both walked out to the halfway point in the arena, and then, for no apparent reason, took off. Mimi probably took offense to the scary new dirt pile and decided to show it the bottom of her hooves, and Beamer ran beause Mimi was running. They galloped out to the back of the pasture, ran a couple loops around the back half of the pasture, then finally settled down to graze.

Glad you’re back, Pony! Now when’s the next ride to take the edge off some of that energy?

Too hot to trot

There’s something about temps of 110*+ combined with 40% humidity that really puts the kibosh on the idea of riding. The ponies weren’t complaining, either. Mimi was jsut as happy to escape today with a 15 minute scratch-and-massage session, plus a bath, complete with a Cowboy Magicked tangle-free mane and tail. She looked like a shiny white show pony by the time I was done. That’ll last maybe an hour.

Dad and Beamer were the unfortunate victims of a bee attack at the barn today…very weird. The bees only left when I came running out of the barn, frantically spraying fly spray everywhere. Apparently they don’t let RepelX fly spray. Aggressive suckers, too, from what Dad said…going right for the face/eyes. Scary.

So I didn’t get to try out my new Dirty Girl Gaiters today…they came in the mail last week. I got the black ones with the purple flames on them. I’ll get pics the next time I put them on. They go well with all of Mimi’s purple/black tack, and they look good when I held them up next to my dove grey tights. What I really need to look super spiffy-coordinated is a pair of purple tights now. Pay tuition first, and if I have anything left over from that, I might hit up Evelyn’s Just For Horse’n Around tights, since I’ve heard many good things about them…the price is right, too!