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Photo by Else Bigton
Photo by Else Bigton

Packing horses in the wilderness is an experience you will never forget.

You get to meet cool strangers on the trail. Ones that tie four mules together (on purpose!) and go down a trail that would make mountain bikers cringe.

You get to accidentally meet the wildlife when you are trekking out into the bushes. With only a roll of toilet paper and a shovel to defend yourself.

You get lots and lots of horse time.

You get to watch the horses peacefully grazing at your campsite. Don't forget to attach a bell to one of them... just in case.

You get to sleep in a tent.

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You get to practice water crossings.

And you get moment after moment of pure beauty. Where you feel truly grateful to be surrounded by wonderful friends and courageous equine companions.

Step One: Buy Horse.

Step Two: Find Man.

...Wait five years for said man to propose.

Step Three: Find dress that allows for breeches and riding boots.

Step Four: Test Ride. (Do NOT skip this step...)

 

Step Five: Find The Perfect Venue.

Step Six: Breathe & Remember to Cherish The Moment.

Step Seven: Get Ready!

Step Eight: Start The Ceremony.

Step Nine: Time To Ride!

Step Ten: Keep Breathing.

Step Eleven: Have your Grandmother's officiate the ceremony.

Step Twelve: Ride. Live. Discover.

The Lipica Stud Farm

Posted by discoverthehorse on August 11, 2017
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Category: Quest

The Lipica Stud Farm is the original stud farm of the Lipizzaner horse. It is located in Sežana, Slovenia.

I was seven years old when I first saw the World Famous Lipizzaner Stallions perform. Two decades later, I arrived at the birthplace of the breed itself.

After touring the farm, we were introduced to one of the head trainers. He was our guide for the day. A passionate ambassador for the Lipizzaner breed, and the mastermind behind one of the best rides I have ever been on. I was shown to a stall with a majestic white horse inside. Where I promptly fell in love with a Lipizzaner mare named Slava.

Next step was the riding hall for evaluation. The ancient indoor arena was part museum and part masterpiece.  The soft thump of Slava's hoofbeats gave me goosebumps as I pictured all of the riders that had been there before me.

 

After proving that my husband and I could, in fact, stay on the right side of the horse, we left the magical arena and rode down the main boulevard of the estate. The tree lined route was shaded with large centenary trees and lined with white wooden fences. Lipizzaner mares and foals were on the other side of the fence grazing lazily,  occasionally lifting a head to look at the trio trotting past them.

We turned onto a path that lead us into a rolling meadow. We cantered over the hills along the borders of the 400 year old estate. It felt as if time had stopped in those perfect moments of pure bliss.

We left the estate grounds and rode into the forested Karst region. Striking white limestone rock walls were covered in bright green moss. I half expected to see a white gnome peeking out from behind one. A 300 year old shepherds hut was off to the side of the trail, still waterproof to this day.

The final surprise of our ride was a cross country trek from Slovenia into Italy!

Our time at the Lipica stud farm came to an end as we watched over 100 Lipizzaner horses come in from pasture.

It is a time I will always cherish.


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