The (pur)chase of a dream...

When I was a kid, I was already obsessed by horses and got two books about them, that are still today my main horses books. In thoses books, I putted post-it on the horses breeds I would like to own in my life, and if today I've removed them, the pages are still sticky.
There's one page that is sticky and that have obsessed me all thoses years...

 I kinda liked this one too...

 But my preference went to...

If you wonder how a rare and pretty unknow (even more when I was a child) breed came to have my preference; I have to explain that every time we went on holidays on another country than mine (Belgium) with my parents, child me took the books and looked at the local breeds of that country. It happened that we went to Denmark once... and then a spotty obsession started in my mind.

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March 2023, yes that's going to be a story from the past.
It was clear to me that Excalibur was not going to be the pony for me, I had planned though the winter to sell him by the spring. To be honest, I was about to surrender on owning horses for riding practice. I spoke to many friends, explaining my little girl dream of owning a knabstrupper, they pointed out that my previous searches for a new horse 2 years ago kind of highlighted that it was nearly impossible to find one. Or even a horse with a right size for me in LP color.

April 2023, my eyes were on horses ad., when something catched my attention: was it an ad. for a knabstrupper mare? in France? was it even possible? I jumped on the pm and sent one to the vendor asking for the location and details. While waiting for the reply, I sent a message to my best friends, including Sabrina (who's a horse trainer). Everyone was like "it's too good to be true"... then the reply came... that prized mare was in Britany.
Darn, that's far from where I live. I asked for the exact place in Britany, was said the Pink Granite Coast and did a google map... that was a 15h trip from my place. From all the places in France, it has to be the farest possible from mine.

I explained the problem to Sabrina. She's in the center of France instead of me, so normally well placed to goes everywhere easily, she looked on google map too and went back with: it's still a 8h trip from her place. Okay, I've found a knabstrupper in France but it has to be the farest ever.
That mare wasn't going to stay long in the market. We both knew that.
Sabrina said we can go together, but... she's got a vet appointement for a sale that week. I looked at the calendar, I would be able to be at Sabrina's place the next day, and we got roughtly 32h to go see the mare and came back before the famous appointement. We were warned by the vendor the mare already got some visit planned on the week-end, and we wanted to be the first ones so... no choice, it was crazy but I took an appointement with the vendor.

Program: we drove all night, see the mare and drove back all night again. Sleeping? Eating? It's only for the weaks.

The next day, I took the train in the morning, and was at Sabrina's place in the afternoon (the quickest I could do). We had planned to drive all night and to met the vendor and her precious mare by the morning.
Sabrina wanted to go with her AX (old car model) - because she's like that, and we started our journey. Everything went fine, until we stopped for the first break... the car wasn't willing to start normally and Sabrina was only able to get it move because it's an old model with a starter on it... it complicated the whole trip a bit more, we weren't sure anymore it would not finish with a failure from the car but no way to quit the quest now.

After a long night ride, few breaks, we were there: in the pink granite coast, in front of a young spotted mare. Yes, it wasn't my plan to buy such a young horse, she was still a filly (2 years old, going on her 3 in june)... but it was a mare... a purebred knabstrupper... and a leopard color (cherry on top). How on earth could I say no to such an opportunity?

Because she's too young to be even broke, we already knew it was more a visit to have a feeling on the beast. Sabrina asked if she could lunge her, to see her temper and have an overall idea. She told me it would be difficult to be sure on such a young horse... but well...

It was instantanely clear it had character and was not going to be an easy one.

But Sabrina is experimented with young horses, so she did not gave up. I was looking at that fat filly beeing a bit nasty, wondering if I would be able to work with her, then she understood quickly what was asked and was a bit more cooperative.

Sabrina gave me the lead, asking me to try the mare myself, of course I asked nothing difficult, we just walked together. It looked a lot like my purchase visit to Amira, just some lunge with an inexperimented horse. I already knew I loved that little mare.

We took a long time to talk with the vendor, as she was also the breeder. I was able to see the mother of that filly and I said I would contact her later with my decision.
It was already a bit late in the afternoon, we were exhausted and hungry and needed to find a garage for the AX... we had little time before us, because we had to hit the road again soon.

Me and Sabrina ended in a restaurant specializing in crêpes, after all we were in Britany! I was torn, we talked about that dream of mine and that specific one of a kind mare, Sabrina was not thrilled but she already knew I was going to go for it. She said many times nothing was sure with a young horse. That the mare have a lot of temper and a bad character. I was talking about how difficult Amira was at the start.
I saw a picture of Queen Elisabeth behind me, she always have been my idol and I said to Sabrina that "if I had the Queen approval, nothing could stop me".

(yes that's the face of someone who hadn't slept for a while...)

On the counter of the restaurant, I put a tip into an unicorn shaped piggy bank for the server. I knew it's a sign, the universe was trying to sent me a message.
Then we headed to a garage for the car. The guy was like "you are crazy people to have done such a road with an old car like this" - we laughed, he looked at the car, found the problem and said he would do it's best to find a replacement piece for it (wich is difficult) but he'd need a few hours.
We went on the dunes nearby and slept 2h on the side of a road, there was just nothing we can do to beat the tiredness anymore.

(best place to sleep)

 

We we were awaken by our phones, went back to the garage. The guy was laughing with other clients he had put on hold to work on Sabrina's AX. He explained he was able to change the filter, but the other piece was not foundable. But that we should be able to get back on the starter like we did on the way out.

The return trip let us discover what we haven't seen by night: how beautiful the pink granite coast is (breyer shooting coming soon to illustrate).
It was a true discovery for me, I'm not a big fan of the sea but.. that's one of the most beautiful place I've ever seen. We snapped a few pictures, ate an ice-cream on a touristic place and hitted the road again. We needed to be back at Sabrina's place on the next morning.

 

 

(Rough translation: Britany, Pink Granit Coast, April 2023.
The car have 31 years and 235000km on the counter.
Only one full tank of gas and one half for 800km with a 43l tank.
Everything with only 4 speeds on the gearbox. Who said it better?
18 years with an AX - and she's not tired of it)

We were back around 6am and slept a few before 9am. While Sabrina was at her sale appointement for one of her horse, I told the vendor by the phone I was willing to do a vet check for her filly.
We just did the quickest road trip of our life and had slept around 4/5hours in around 32h. We were exhausted and spent the rest of the day in bed until it was time to feed the horses in the evening.

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The vet check happened around 1 week later, I had to go back to the Pink Granite Coast for it, but this time I went with my mother and we planned a few days there. I did breyer pictures and bought a horse.

And just like that, my childhood dream of a knabstrupper horse was fullfilled.