There were so few Grand Canyon Colonial Spanish horses that it is hard to even call them a strain. Small and wonderfully Spanish in movement and conformation these little horses project a raw, primitive quality that I find much more appealing than more refined looking horses.
This is a picture of Barbwire, a Grand Canyon stallion. I don't think that he owned a tuxedo or even knew where to rent one. Probably burped out loud at the Sunday dinner table too.
Take a look at that head. That is not the head of one who spent his time shining the shoes of rich folks.
Sort of looks like what we should all aspire to be ---a noble peasant.
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