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Further
Adventures in the Cavalry |
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by
John Conyard |
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Since
last autumn we have ridden many different horses, and they all have their own
characteristics and temperament. Over the wet winter months we painfully
became more proficient on the back of a horse, able to cope with different
saddles and horses. A good rider gets the best out of every horse they come
across. I believe with time and patience most horses could be inducted in the
Roman army. I discussed the probable sizes and breeds of horses in Part I of
this article, so now I feel able to generalise. A man in armour in a
Comitatensis would need a powerful horse to carry him. That horse could be a
tall 15 hand plus horse for an officer or a sturdy 14-hand cob for a trooper.
Less able horses could go to frontier troops. Tall horses with Spanish or
African bloodlines would need more medical attention and more food, and would
cost more to run. But they are fun! |
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The
transition to the four horned saddles was initially spectacular. Some horses
need to be lunged-lined to get used to the breeching straps from the saddle
around their hindquarters. There was much bucking and jumping. When you first
sit in the saddle you feel your backside is falling out of the backdoor,
between the two rear horns across the cantle. But they do hold you in, and by
leaning backwards slightly you can lock your knees under the two front horns
for added security when you need it. In fact using the horns to lock you in
you can lean a surprising distance from side to side. Stirrups would be
useful for mounting, and giving more lateral stability. Not much else. Initially
there was too much movement of the saddles on the back of the horse. It was
like riding in a rocking chair. I was determined not to fall off our brand
new saddles, so tried to stay on as the saddle slipped down the side of the
horse. Finding it impossible to ride the horse at 90 degrees to the ground, I
just pulled the horse over on top of me. But I would like to report I was
still in the saddle when we hit the ground. I decided to get out of the
saddle at that point, and examine the horseshoe print on the back of my
locked scale. Our saddles needed their saddle blankets and sheepskins especially
folded and arranged to properly seat them on the horse, and in a few hours
they seemed very natural. It is very convenient to hang equipment from the
horns and the leather thonging. I’m very proud of these saddles and love
riding in them. However a drawback soon became apparent. The solid wooden
frames were working on the horse, but rubbing my thighs apart. One evening
riding as an early 2nd century cavalryman with very short bracae
and no sheep skin saddle cover did the damage. Since then I having been
riding as much as possible and the wounds haven’t had a chance to heal. The
cantabrian circle means that my right thigh has received the worst
punishment. I’ve even tried Roman-style cauterising to stop the bleeding, and
I may have to resort to jodhpurs under my kit. Pad
saddles hold little appeal and although they must have been a viable military
option for accomplished riders I have no wish to try one. Hunting and racing
scenes even show riders bareback. However I would love to try a steppe saddle.
Many writers say the Avars introduced them, but they surely must have been
used by the Huns and by the Germans who came into contact with them. We’ve
used various Portuguese saddles, and we are about to try an old Turkish
saddle, but insights to the real steppe saddle will have to wait.
Riding
at speed with the kontos is simple enough if you can trust your horse. The
movement is smooth and easy beneath you, and the weapon gives you a sense of
power projection. Sword and javelin work is straightforward, although it
helps if you can use both before you sit on the horse. But as one Byzantine military manual
states, horse archery is more a matter of practice than skill. Something that
is hard to describe is the focus needed to ride well. At first I thought we
all just needed a kind of aggressive can-do attitude. But instead I find I
need a quiet complete focus on the horse. When everything is going well I can
add a little excitement and aggression to the mix but it needs to be
controlled. But it does need to be on
tap. Riders should look like Roman troopers, not prim and proper riding
school types! Learning to ride as a Roman has been similar to learning to use
a sword. It’s dirty, sweaty work. In a year you can look convincing. In five
years we may get really good! |
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