It was a slow start this morning, so I spent it wandering out to the breeding stock paddocks and petting the faces of the young stallions.  ...

Horses are universal, really. Horse people, no matter what our language or culture, can suddenly slip into sync when discussing our passion...

After we passed under the gate, the horses had only one thing in mind. Capuli, my hardy little horse named after a tart native cherry, made...

Today is our first ride from one hacienda to another. All told, we will ride for six hours. We will traverse the side of the volcano Imbab...