Jennifer Williams rode HS Warado (HS Wistar x HS Marado II) in for his Great American first level championship test, felt him slithering in the deep footing, and pulled him up, asking to be excused from the ring.
In her blog, she explains that she didn’t feel it was fair or safe to ask “Little Man” to work in those conditions, even though it meant giving up a shot at the championship.
HS Wistar was not competed this summer, partly because of a hoof abscess in the spring, and partly on the advice of a judge who suggested to Jennifer that she continue to progress without pushing him to do a lot of competitions as he is developing the strength for the Grand Prix work. From Leah McGregor: More Endurance and CTR Miles for HS Remel I’m happy to say HS Remel and I just finished a tough, rocky, hilly ride in St.
Louis, 50 miles, my first 50 this year after surgery, broken bone etc.
We’ve done three rides in three weeks: 25 in OK barefoot, 30 mile CTR in KS barefoot, and 50 now in St.
Louis with bare feet, Hoof Armor (in case we lost a boot) and Epics front/bares behind.
Although our time was slow on this last ride he finished overall with an A- and our gut sound issue has been resolved with changing his electrolytes and alfalfa, all A’s on gut.
I had a happy horse at the end, which, after the six hour trailer ride home the next day, went out and rolled, went straight to eating and then trotted right up from the back of the meadow for his grain.
He had an excellent CRI at the end: 48/44. From Ellen Walker: 7 We’ve done a couple dressage clinics and lots of trail riding over the summer.
I recently took H.
Gyemant x H.
Bajos 2) to our only show of the season, where she brought home blue ribbons her first time out at first level (test 2, 63% and test 3, 68%).
My dressage teacher was unimpressed, as he says I should never score lower than 70% on Hala! I have been pleased with her H.
Zsofia and H.
Hala at 9800 progress this year, and it seems likely ft.
At Yellowbrush Flat.
Sept. 2007 we will be ready to compete at second level next summer.
Zsofia is getting solid with her flying changes and starting to school “fours” (flying changes at every fourth stride), as well as introductory work on piaffe and canter pirouettes.
The collected work comes easier than the extended work for her.
Both mares did a couple long trail rides in early September where we rode nearly to the tops of the nearby mountains.
Zsofi “adopted” two teenage girls who have done quite a bit of trail riding and some jumping on her, as well.
My husband Don noticed an article in the October issue of Rocky Mountain Rider about Jack Eden, who worked for five years in the 1970’s for Baroness Margit Bessenyey at her Bitterroot Stock Farm in Hamilton, Montana, training some of her Hungarian horses to ride and drive.
Maybe we can look Jack up while we are in Hamilton! He is well known these days in that area for having popularized mules for driving. 8 Looking for a Breeder Interested in Event Mare In the rescue a couple years ago, I ended up with the Thoroughbred mare Bally’s Miracle, who is the last daughter of Tad Coffin’s Olympic gold medal event mare BallyCor.
Bally’s Miracle (we call her Bally) evented herself up through Prelim and has had at least three foals in the past.
When we got her, she was extremely thin and in need of lots of TLC.
I have tried to get her in foal, but with no luck so far.
She does still cycle regularly in the spring and summer, she is now in good health and weight, and I think a reproductive specialist could probably get her in foal, but in our area we don’t have an equine repro vet.
I would love to see her have a Hungarian foal, but certainly she should be passing on her genes, and I’m not sure my budget will permit me to try again next year.
I would pass her along to an experienced breeder, or do some kind of lease if someone preferred.
I’m not looking for any money out of the deal.
If you might be interested in trying to breed this lovely mare, contact me (firstname.lastname@example.org). from Pam Nelson: HPB Coco Chanel (H.
Szamosszeg Lord Cutglass#1145 x Edelfrau, Han xTB) was purchased about five years ago when I retired my QH hunter at 22 years of age.
He had competed as a hunter until age 16, then began a new life as a dressage horse.
We competed through first level.
At that time my trainer and I decided I needed a newer, younger, sportier model.
Someone should have told me to be careful what you wish for.
There is a world of difference between a laid-back QH and Miss Coco Chanel.
Let’s just say it has been quite a learning experience.
She is extremely athletic, and I am, well, OLD… All in all, she has been a 9 wonderful project for me.
She has become quite a good trail horse also.
She never tires out.
We are hoping to do some limited showing this summer.
Currently she is schooling third to fourth level.
There are not many Hungarian horses in this area, so everywhere we go we get to do lots of explaining – people always ask, “What is she?” Once they get to know her, they get added to her fan club. From Patti Huber, about her adopted Hungarian, H.
Jambor: JAM’S STORY Howdy! My name is Hungarian Jambor #1138 (H.
Taltos #336 x H.
Lola #347.) When I was quite young, I went to live with Heidi and David Christensen at Family Ties Farm in Racine, WI.
While I was in Racine, I was part of a 4-in-hand team driven by David.
That was exciting! When David quit driving, I was sold to a nice lady from Verona, WI, named Lynn Studebaker.
She took me on trail rides; we even rode in The Black Hills.
Lynn also took me to Indiana several times to take part in events sponsored by the Hoosier Ladies Aside.
Lynn wore a pretty long dress and rode side saddle; and I got to wear a beautiful hand-braided bridle she bought in Hungary.
Thanks to Lynn’s interest in riding side saddle, I got to perform one year at Midwest Horse Fair in Madison, WI.
When Lynn decided that she needed a younger, more athletic horse for dressage events, she found a new home for me with another family.
They wanted a horse they could take on trail rides.
Unfortunately, I’ve never been fond of being straight tied.
When they tied me to their trailer, I got scared.
I didn’t mean to break their trailer, but they decided they didn’t want me anymore.
They 10 gave me to Three Gaits Therapeutic Riding Stable in Stoughton, WI.
I liked all of the children and adults at Three Gaits.
What I didn’t like about being a school horse was working in the arena.
Most of my friends at Three Gaits don’t mind going around and around and around the ring, but I got bored.
I also didn’t like having so many different people telling me what to do.
After about a year and a half, it was decided that I should retire from being a therapy horse.
In February, 2007, Missy Landphier, the Farm Manager at Three Gaits, encouraged Patti Huber to consider adopting me.
Patti had been a volunteer at Three Gaits for quite a few years and in 2006 had bought an older Quarter Horse, Te Appeal.
Te is stabled at Three Gaits.
I like Te; he’s a big, 16 hand bay just like me. (I bet we’d look good pulling a cutter across the snow together!) Patti filled out all of the paperwork, and on April 1, 2007, my adoption became final.
Life isn’t boring now.
In May Patti and I traveled to Indiana with my former owner Lynn and her horse (Keebler) for a side saddle clinic.
Then, on July 4, we entered Three Gaits’ annual horse show in the English-type halter event.
We’re having fun together.
I think she’s going to keep me …
Forever and ever.
She knows I’m not a perfect horse, but she loves me anyway. From Jennifer Collman, about HPB Kadenzia (Aerodynamic, Dutch x Trak, x H.
Zsofia #1421) Kate is so playful and so much fun! She runs to me when I call her, and I’ve ridden her about 15 times now.
I ride her bareback, and actually I’ve never ridden her with any tack at all, not even a string around her neck.
She’s so smart! She walks and trots, turns, stops, and backs up just from my seat aids and she 11 loves it.
A few weeks ago I stood up on an upturned barrel in the arena while she was loose in there and when I called her, she came trotting up and stopped right next to me so I could hop on.
She is so happy.
I take her on trail trots I call them…
I run, and she follows behind me.
People think it’s funny because most people go jogging with their dog.
I go jogging around the neighborhood with my horse.
She is getting bigger for sure, but I don’t think she’s anywhere near what she’ll finish at.
I’m really going to take my time with her — she’s still pretty immature.
She is very mature in her brain, she is a very confident learner and loves going to school .
She likes to play games so I do very provocative things with her, like jumping over barrels, side passing over tarps, and standing on stumps…
She loves a challenge almost as much as she loves her curry comb….
I bought this big giant green ball (like 4 feet wide) at a Parelli seminar a month ago and introduced it to Kate.
Most horses snorted and spooked at it.
What does Kate do? Of course! She pounced on it and tried to bite it.
She kicks that ball around all over the place.
I rode her a few weeks ago and we spent about 15 minutes chasing that ball all over the arena.
It was hilarious.
I also got her to load in the trailer while I was sitting in a chair on the roof of the trailer! From Erin McDermott and Linda Rudolphi, about H.
Foka’s Grey Ghost (Blue) (Linda) Blue (*Budapest (Shagya) x H.
Foka 2) was bred by the Cooksley Ranch. (*Budapest was at the Cooksley ranch vacationing with the mares 3 summers) Erin McDermott of NE owned and trained Blue – he has wonderful manners.
After the 12 HHAA meeting at the ranch I picked Blue up and brought him to IL for [new owners] Libby Duffy and Beth Thorne. (Erin) I had adopted Blue November 2004 from Breakheart Ranch in Minden Nebraska.
I found him on their website, and fell in love with him.
He’s a large horse, standing at 17 hands.
I have never owned a Hungarian; I just knew he was a big horse who needed a home.
He came home with me to join my quarter horse mare.
He needed some weight and lots of love.
He had seen some physical abuse in his life, and was afraid of people.
Initially I spent my days with him just sitting in the paddock waiting for him to get curious and see what I was.
It took a little bit, but he came around.
Once he found there were treats involved, he was there with the mare to see what I had.
I’ve spent the 3 years with him working on basic fundamentals.
I’m a student of natural horsemanship (Pat Parelli and Clinton Anderson) and have worked him using these methods.
He needed to learn to trust people and with this, will follow most anything I ask.
I’ve not ridden him much, but know he is green broke.
It was more important to me to get him solid on ground work before trying to ride.
I didn’t want to lose the trust we had in each other.
I’ve fallen in love with this horse, and have cherished the time to get to know the breed. … It will be hard to watch him go, but I know it’s the right thing for him.
I take pride in knowing I was part of his life that made a difference, and gave him a chance to shine.
Please send information about 2007 year-end awards garnered by your Hungarian horses to Ellen Walker for the next newsletter! A quick preview of a few awards – the USDF website shows HS Warado, H Randevu,13 and HS With Honors are well up in the standings for national dressage Horse of the Year Steve Cooksley Steve Cooksley is not a man who stands out in a crowd.
Physically, he is of medium height and wiry; he looks the part of a real cowboy, not the Hollywood kind.
Unassuming, practical, with a quiet, self-deprecating sense of humor, Steve seems an unlikely candidate for the stewardship of a rare breed of horses once treasured by royalty.
Yet without Steve and Wanda Cooksley, it is likely that after the deaths of Margit Bessenyey and Steve Cooksley, a real cowboy.
Judith Gyurky, the Hungarian horses in the United States would have been hopelessly scattered and undocumented.
Most of the gene pool would have diffused, irretrievably, into the general horse population. 14 Steve (whose given first name was actually Ivan) was born in 1922 in rural Nebraska, where his grandparents had arrived as pioneers in the 1860’s to 1880’s.
The year he was born, his father bought the family’s first car.
He grew up on a farm, raising Herefords, hogs, hay and corn.
They worked the farm exclusively with horses till they got their first tractor when Steve was fifteen.
Steve’s father took to the tractor with no regrets, but Steve still preferred working with the horses.
He graduated from high school in Broken Bow, and thought about college or following his older brother, Leo, into the army, but a recruiter told him he would be more useful to the war effort if he stayed home to work the farm.
It is impossible to talk much about Steve without also including Wanda.
Wanda Cole also came of pioneering stock.
Her father had broken his back as a young man, and was sent hundreds of miles on a freight train to the nearest hospital.
He not only survived, but came back to ranch, though he walked with a cane for the rest of his life.
Wanda had grown up helping keep the registration and breeding records on her father’s Hereford cattle.
She had lived through appendicitis surgery on the family kitchen table as a child, and a strep infection (shortly before antibiotics became available) that nearly took her life when she was a junior in high school.
She went off to college in Iowa with no intentions of becoming a rancher’s wife, but came home to help her family when her father was dying.
Appropriately enough, Steve and Wanda met because of registration papers for a horse – Wanda had learned of a registry for palomino horses, and remembered that she had seen Steve riding a palomino, so she took him the information.
Steve would be the first to tell you he prefers ranching to farming, and shortly after he married Wanda Cole in 1945, the newlyweds moved out to a drafty cabin that had served as 15 “summer camp” for the Cole cattle operation, and made it headquarters for what has become Cooksley Ranch.
Steve and Leo were interested in raising Thoroughbred horses, and in 1946 they attended a remount bred-mares sale and came home with eight mares.
By chance, three of those mares were in foal to Hungarian stallions.
Steve also saw Fenek V, and thought immediately that he would make a good “sandhills” horse.
Cooksley Ranch, then as now, was a wide expanse of rolling, grass-covered sandhills.
Steve needed to cover many miles a day in the routine ranch work, and it took sound, tough horses to do the job.
Steve alone kept six saddle horses ridden, and he wanted horses with a long, fluid stride, who would not beat him to death with choppy gaits all day.
When the three Hungarian youngsters out of the Thoroughbred remount mares were old enough to ride, Steve knew they were the kind of horse he wanted for ranch work.
The Quarter horse foals he had been raising were selling as fast as he could breed them, but he preferred the Hungarian horses.
He could hardly have chosen a more scarce or less profitable horse breed.
A less determined man would have soon given up.
The remount service had been disbanded, and even with Leo’s access to remount sales records, locating the few, scattered Hungarian horses was difficult.
Since the interstate highway system had not yet been built, and many roads we now know as state highways were gravel, it was impractical to haul horses very far in the lumbering, open stock trucks.
The first two stallions Steve located died (one from locoweed poisoning, and one from foundering on turkey feed) before he was able to take possession of them.
Leo still favored breeding Thoroughbreds, and never joined in Steve’s enthusiasm (obsession?) for the Hungarian horses.
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