I am so pleased to see that Edouard’s mare Wysteria is in foal to the stallion Javera Thadrian, 1982 grey (Thane x HB Diandra). He is another of those classical “19th century engraving” horses with very fine skin and very expressive eyes. Photos do not hardly capture the impression he leaves in person but I offer here a photo that I happened to snap of him being ridden in a costume exhibition at Alice Martin’s StarWest during an Al Khamsa convention. As you can see he truly is a classic.
Since I do not have a website and I could not find a place in the comment window to post some pictures with my list, I am instead offering it as a blog post. So here goes. Well Edouard you have done it again! How can I pick just ten? Maybe next week the list will change but instead of going crazy I decided without over-thinking to post my top ten. I could not rank them in any particular order so there is no preferential treatment in my list as each is significant to me for different reasons. One thing that is common to most all of them is that I like very much their genetic influence as I have seen many descendants from all of these, except one whose line is extinct in Al Khamsa. My top ten mare list with reasons for them: 1. *Ansata Bint Bukra (Nazeer x Bukra), though crippled, she was absolutely magnificent and radiated beauty from within her soul as well as exterior. Once you saw her you never forgot her. She is now hugely influential world-wide. 2. Dharebah (Dhareb x Antarah) – I did not see her but saw many of her produce…
Anchor Hill Serfa I thought I would share a few comments about the notion of the “War Mare”, a term used to describe mares of particular nobility and courage throughout the ages. The late Mark Mayo, who I used to refer to as the “American Bedouin Cowboy” used to tell stories of the “war mare syndrome” which he experienced personally in the deserts of Oklahoma on his 17,000 acre ranch riding his asil mares while herding cattle. He talked about that special trait of total courage and nobility and how these special mares defended him against snakes and other predators as well as many other adventures. 38 years ago when my wife bought me Homer Davenport’s book, “My Quest of the Arabian Horse”, I never forgot the wonderful stories Homer Davenport gave about riding the great war mare *Wadduda, truly a noble mare. I used to imagine that my first half-Arab mare in 1970 would grow up to be a war mare. But in fact my own personal experience with the “war mare syndrome” was a decade later when we purchased, in 1980, an older mare that we had wanted for years, Anchor Hill Serfa (Ibn Sirecho x Serida by…
Today I am pleased to introduce my second guest blogger, Joe Ferriss. Joe is known to most breeders and enthusiasts of Asil Arabian horses, East and West; he needs no introduction. Joe’s reputation extends to unlikely places. In the fall of 2006, I was in the desert near the Syrian-Iraqi border with some friends. We were gathered around a camp fire on a late afternoon, sipping coffee and talking horses. Some Bedouins from the neighboring village had joined us, and one of them asked me where I came from. When I mentioned that I had lived in the USA for some time, the Bedouin, who was from the Tai tribe, told me of an American man he had come to meet a few years back: “Ju Faris”. He said of Joe: “Hada Faris”, which roughly translates into: “Now that’s a horseman”. I thought it was funny that Joe’s last name translated in to the Arabic word for “horseman”. Joe and I go back a long time. When we started corresponding in 1994, I was still living in Lebanon, and email had not been invented yet. We did not meet in person until the year 2000, when Joe visited me at the University of Chicago, and I returned the visit to his home in Quincy, Michigan. I am thrilled to resume our correspondence on this blog.
When I was a child (not too long ago), I used to enjoy playing a game with my father, General Salim Al-Dahdah, where I would sit in his lap and try to guess the names of the horses in the pictures he was showing me. My all-time favorite was Zenobia, a ‘Ubayyah mare we owned at the time, and I wanted to see Zenobia in every picture. Lets see whether any of you recognizes where the Asil mare in this picture came from (don’t worry, I won’t go as far as asking you to guess who she actually was). Three hints: 1. This is not Zenobia (she was grey) 2. This is not Moniet El-Nefous, either. 3. This is not a Moniet descendant, nor a Moniet relative, nor an Egyptian horse for that matter, nor … ok, you should be playing, not me.
Several readers informed me they had trouble posting comments to this blog. It is as easy as 1,2, 3: 1. Click on the title of the entry you want to comment on (e.g., “Books: The Rwala Bedouin Today”). This will take you to this entry’s specific page. 2. Scroll down to “Leave a Reply” 3. Write your comment, enter your user name, your email address, your website (optional), and click “submit”. That’s it. Note that you needen’t be logged in, registered or anything else. I realize I may have unintentionally misled some of you in an email in which I announced the launch of this blog, by wrongly linking a reader’s ability to post comments to his/her being registered, and to receiving an email with a password upon registering. This was an error, for which I apologize. I am still learning here, so please bear with me…
A few people come to mind each time I am about to embark on a horse-related endeavor such as this blog. These are the people without whom true Arabian horse breeding – and our understanding of it – would not be what it is today. Some of these people I had the honor to meet and get to know well, others I simply heard of or read about. Robert Mauvy of France is one of them. His enduring contribution to the breed will be featured prominently on this blog. Charles Craver in the United States is another. His and his wife Jeanne’s Craver Farms continue to produce one crop of authentic, desert-like Asil Arabians after another, and his breeding philosophy is an inspiration for many breeders here in the USA. The dedicated Bedouins individuals who handed us these magnificent creatures from time immemorial are yet others whose legacy I reflect upon as I write these lines. The next few entries on this blog will seek to highlight the contribution of some of these Bedouin individuals, and put it on par with that of the great ‘masters’ of Europe and America.