WOW! Today was a real whirlwind. While racing the clock to reach our hosts before sundown, we had a pony pulling a cart that contained two young Amish women sneak up behind us! I swiftly dismounted while Finley whirled around to face them. He reared, only to make contact with his bit and come back down, off that pressure, just as they passed. I swear something clicked in his mind, then. He was like "OOOHH!!! Oh ... okay," and settled down. Next, a wheel loader with an entire Amish family sitting in the front bucket approached. I remained in the saddle as Finley wheeled into the closest field, only to stop and stand, readily, in place while facing them. I'm so proud! Of him, and myself. Before, I was deathly afraid of him spooking. Now, I'm gaining confidence with it. When he spun at the wheel loader, I thought for the first time "huh ... that was kind of fun."