What a thoroughly majestic animal. As a kid in the early sixties, I had a half Tennessee Walker half thoroughbred that I used for jump meets and he was much too skidish for hunting but tried once and he took me for a mile jaunt through the woods and not on a path either. He was a big dark chestnut standing 16.3 hands and worked with a double split curb and snaffle and a running martingale. Always rode with a forward seat saddle. I miss all my horses.
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