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We met some horses in the woods today

“When a horse offers their face to you, they’re interested in what you are, what you’re doing. They’re paying attention.” Brady Jandreau, former rodeo rider

It felt like time stopped for a few minutes today as we chatted to the horses in the woods. The morning was wet, and our coats damp with rain, but there was still time to swap news before we ambled on, each in our own direction.

So now, with this muzzle on my computer screen, I thought I’d look up some more about horses.

First thing to say is that as far as horse ownership goes the United States is the clear winner. According to the World Population Review they have over 10.5 million horses. Next comes Mexico with over 6.5 million, and then, not that far behind, Brazil and behind that Mongolia, which apparently has more horses than people.

The most expensive horse ever sold – a title that still stands as far as I can make out – was a racehorse called Fusachi Pegasus who went for $72 million in the year 2000, the year the horse became the first favourite to win the Kentucky Derby since 1979.

The tallest horse in the world, measured in 2010, was Big Jake, a Belgian Draft horse who lived on a farm in Wisconsin, America. He was 20 hands 2.75 inches or 210.19cm to his withers – head held high he was taller still. Big Jake died at the end of June 2021.

The biggest, and heaviest horse ever, was a Shire Horse called Sampson (born in 1846) who was said to be 21 hands and 2.5 inches high, and weighed 3,360lb or 1,524kg (860lbs more than Big Jake).

And finally, if you have the time and love horses, here’s a link that will tell you more about twelve that are amongst the best known. I’d never heard of Sergeant Reckless. I’m glad I have now.

PS: I have received a note from the World Animal Foundation to say that according to their latest statistics there are 10.31 million horses in the United States of America.

Copyright Georgie Knaggs & The Phraser 2023

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A young jockey about his horses

Horse head by Kate Woodlock

I have always loved horses, and this morning, in amongst the gloomy news about strikes and interest rate rises, I heard a short interview with a young jockey, sixteen-year-old Billy Loughnane, son of an Irish racehorse trainer, now living in Worcestershire.

Over the past few weeks I have heard Billy’s name mentioned now and then in sports reports, so it caught my attention when I heard he was about to be interviewed. I knew he was the jockey achieving win after win in the flat-racing world.

The interviewer wanted to know what the young jockey thought was the reason for his success.

Billy was certain. His voice soft and confident, he said he’d always wanted to ride, and to race. He’d grown up around horses, and said they were almost like pets to him.

At this, the interviewer interrupted to point out that horses are not pets.

Without a pause Billy responded, his voice as steady as when he began. He agreed with the interviewer that horses were not pets, then he added: “They’re more like friends.”

That little phrase made my day.

I hope it’s been a good day with you.

Here is a link to another interview (2 mins) with Billy Loughnane

Copyright Georgie Knaggs & The Phraser 2023

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A parade of horse-drawn carriages through Naples, Italy

I took the photographs for this (it’s mainly photographs and two short video clips at the end) in Naples, Italy in May of last year. The horses were handsome and the weather fair … it was a lovely morning

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The parade of carriages leaves Piazza del Plebiscito in Naples, Italy, beneath the watchful Castel Sant'Elmo and the Certosa di San Martino The parade of carriages leaves Piazza del Plebiscito in Naples, Italy, beneath the watchful Castel Sant’Elmo and the Certosa di San Martino

This post is to remember in photographs a parade of carriages and their teams on a morning when the weather played fair.

The setting was Napoli, and it was the Sunday of the last weekend in May 2016.  The occasion was to commemorate a day in 1734, also in the month of May, when 18-year-old Carlo di Borbone rode into the city of Naples on the brink of becoming its king.

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