Racing is and has been a national sport passed down through generations of the Nomadic tribes since the days of Genghis Khan. Children learn to ride horses as soon as they can walk and then spend much of their lives in search of stray horses, as there are almost no fences in the entire country to restrain them.
Several of my most memorable moments while out in the countryside were sitting by the door of our ger and watching the horses pass right in front of me, racing, grazing and sleeping as care free and completely unconcerned about what was around. I have never observed such freedom that horses possess in Mongolia......to be able to roam wherever they wanted, day and night.
Below I have photographed several young jockeys preparing for their local midsummer Naadam, a traditional festival, which young boys age 3 to 15 will compete. We happened to be camped near the grounds where one festival was taking place and also on another occasion, we were able to photograph another group getting ready for their race. Notice the horses are much smaller ......
Local farmer passing by
Traditional round up time
Father training young son
Waiting to begin their race
Race is over
2 comments:
Horse-back riding is towards the top of my bucket list. Your photos are inspiring. What a great trip!
Thank you,Simona.....I never imagined Mongolia to be so very special! I am so glad we had the chance to see this place before the hoards of tourists appear.
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