04/21/2022
Today the Seabrook barn family said goodbye to our beloved herd horse Fred. Fred was a registered paint, a trained gun horse, and he lived over half his life on Seabrook Island. He was THE HORSE that everyone wanted to ride on the beach. He absolutely loved the water and flew like lightening beside it.
After Hurricane Matthew I was asked to trailer a horse to the beach to inspect the damage on the trail and assess the erosion. Of course I chose Fred. He never flinched as we maneuvered around downed trees, debris, and swam through murky standing water to the beach. When we arrived the entire Seabrook Beach was ours. We were both a bit uneasy, but as we explored the footing by the water we got more comfortable, eventually cantering the entire length of a completely deserted front beach. For one afternoon I lived the fantasy of every child who has read or watched The Black Stallion. This was the Fred that everyone knew, fearless and fast.
But there are two more stories I want to share about this incredible horse, a lesser known side of Fred. Fred was also intuitive, patient, and kind. He was always mindful of not only his rider, but all the riders on a ride. This quality made him the perfect guide horse on our more changing rides.
A few years ago we were asked to help with a Make a Wish request for a young girl who always dreamed to ride a horse on the beach. Fred was the guide horse on that late afternoon ride. He carefully walked up and down beach next to our young guest and her horse as we got deeper into waves. He patiently waited riderless for medical water breaks, pictures, and necessary adjustments to keep our guest comfortable. Despite the heat, bugs, and late hours he never once lost his focus. He knew this was an important afternoon, you could see it in his eyes, and he rose to the challenge.
In a similar manner Fred helped us last year when a guest with impaired vision asked to join his family on a trail ride. This presented the challenge of how to safely maneuver a guest through the island using the guides voice as the primary instruction to both the rider and the horse. Fred executed the ride completely without a hitch. His rider was all grins and at complete ease. Fred carefully took each step, staying in the middle of the trail and holding his head steady. I was in complete awe of what I was witnessing. Again Fred knew his job, making the what seemed impossible very possible. Fred took great pride in job and it showed.
Fred taught me that horses are individuals, very complex, and have a deep understanding of the world around them. He taught me not to βtypecastβ, rather to trust them to do more than just what they are βknown forβ. This powerful alfa beach horse was also one of the kindest, gentlest horses I have ever known. We were blessed to have him in our herd and I am a better guide and horse woman for having ridden him. Gods speed Fred, give our love to Danny, Lacey, and all the Seabrook herd horses we know were waiting for you today. π€