Classical Horsemanship 

Growing up all I can remember are the summers I spent with a pack of eight horses. They were my friends and they took care of me. Even at that young age I did not think twice choosing horses over people as my companions. At the age of 10 I started racing. Without doubt I was the youngest but luckily equestrian sport is known for equality between young, old, men, women, fragile, fit and everything in-between. I raced for two years and stopped because my horse got more excited routing to the race rather than being in it. He loved what he did and that is how we left it. 

Occasional shows and other horse related events amused us a little while. In Estonia equestrian sport is a big deal. Our international horse shows drive a huge riding community and the atmosphere is very compeditive and tense. Horses are rushed, neglected and often broken down. Growing up in it,it almost seemed normal, but not quite. Being raised by my pack with such harmony and understanding, betraying it for a ribbon and a paycheck did not seem right to me. So the sport drifted from me.

At the age of 15 I started spending my summers in the USA. I was hired as a caretaker for seventeen horses. They varied from young colts and fillies just going under the saddle  to retired special care broodmares. There is where I was introduced to vaquero tradition.  I found home with it.

Returning to Estonia I was different. The way I rode and handled horses all of a sudden had such positive feedback. I got encouraged by the people and the horses that I made a change in. From that moment I was dedicated to developing myself to the best I can be to help more horses and people in their struggles. It became the dominating driving power in my life until this day.

Helping horses in their troubles with their job and guiding people to a better horsemanship has great rewards to me.

Mirjam Hunt 

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