This is my pony post! (Sorry! I mean horses!) These beautiful and darling creatures are spread out across the countryside of Iceland 🇮🇸. Hardy enough to spend the winters afield and exposed to the elements they were first brought to Iceland by the first settlers from Norway 1100 years ago and have remained a pure breed. They are descendants from acient European horses which are now extinct anywhere else but Iceland.
Icelandics are not allowed to be imported and if an animal leaves Iceland it is not allowed to return. This keeps the Icelandic population healthy as they are relatively free of disease.
I was lucky enough to encounter a small group while driving the Reykjanes peninsula and while it’s said they are spirited, I also saw that they are docile and very much in love with each other. They seemed to have close friendships with each other.
Their coats are thick and they have full manes with long bangs. Their hooves are smaller with hair that is quite thick at the hoof (to keep them warm) and they are very sure footed on rough terrain and strong.
Their noses are more compact as are their bodies in comparison to other horses. These stood shorter than I at 180 cm.
Here are my friends from that day in Reykjanes ::