Satchmo was feeling pretty good and trying with all of his might to stay well behaved. He plopped over the fences and then gave me hints he was having so much fun that he wished I would let him run amok in the field. I had to say no. We want good calm behavior in the field!
The crossrail got upped to a vertical and after he landed nicely we stopped jumping and did some transition work in the top half of the field and called it a day.
Good Boy, Satch :) Cathy and I are contemplating what sort of bit to use in the field. And we're still taking things slowly with him again as not to overwhelm him. No more bucking! :)