Horses and my family go back a long way. My maiden name was Coultous, which a University of Edinburgh professor informed me meant “Colt House.” How cool is that? I had relatives long, long ago, centuries probably, who kept horses. … Continue reading
Of the many rationalizations for this race, its description as “spiritual” by its defenders is the stuff of which delusion is made. It is not spiritual, or if you prefer, sacred, to put either horses or their riders into a … Continue reading
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