Noble Neigh-Sayers

She’s only fourteen months and our granddaughter has already developed a keen interest and affection for our horses. As soon as she gets to the house she hightails it to the living room windows to see if our big boys are grazing in the nearby pasture. She calls them “Neigh-Neighs”; just about the cutest couplet of words you’ll ever hear from the lips of a small child. Makes me think she’d be utterly over the moon if she ever caught a glimpse of the Neigh-Neighs… er, horses at the Spanish Riding School in Vienna.

If you asked me to describe the nerve-wackiest moment of our Viking River Cruise last month, it would’ve been nine months beforehand when I went online to book the sightseeing excursions.  One of those tours – “Behind the Scenes at the Lipizzaner Stallions” – was, at least for us, the excursion of the entire trip.  If the Lipizzaners were sold out, well, there’s a good chance we would’ve a) cancelled the whole cruise, or b) emptied a nearby ATM of Euros, in hopes a couple of our fellow travelers would give up their reserved seats.  Lucky for us we didn’t have to do either.

Maybe you’ve heard of them before.  The Lipizanners are a renowned breed of riding horse developed in sixteenth-century Austria.  All these years later they’re among the world’s most famous animals, both for their uniform look and unparalleled skill in the movements of classical dressage.  Five of these movements – known as “airs above the ground” – require horse and rider (sans stirrups) to completely leave the ground.  It’s a performance you’ll only see at prestigious academies like Vienna’s Spanish Riding School, and not in, say, the Olympic dressage competition later this month in Paris.

So how was this remarkable performance?  I wish I could tell you.  We were in Vienna on a Tuesday and the Lipizzaners only show on Saturdays and Sundays.  But we knew this was the case heading into our trip.  The draw of the excursion was more about a behind-the-scenes look at the riding school facility, learning about the care and training, and of course, a peek at the horses themselves.  The Spanish Riding School is located in the former Imperial Palace of the Habsburg Monarchy, smack-dab in the middle of downtown Vienna.  Were it not for the smell of hay and manure you wouldn’t even know the stable was right through the stone walls adjacent to the sidewalk.

But oh my, what a stable!  Each of the 68 resident stallions enjoys a roomy private stall (with a fancy nameplate), as well as outdoor courtyards for fresh air and exercise.  Those weekend performances take place in the spectacular sky-lit central hall, which still contains the royal box from the Habsburg era.  The tack room contains custom-made saddles, bridles, and reins representing a small fortune in leather craftsmanship.  And hay storage, manure removal, and other supporting aspects are somehow completely out of sight.  The Lipizzaners have it as good as we’ve ever seen for horses, at least in an urban setting.

Speaking of the Lipizzaners, the Spanish Riding School is just a part-time residence.  They spend a good portion of the year in nearby Heldenberg, enjoying the peace and quiet of the countryside instead of the hustle and bustle of the city.  Their breeding farm in Piber – even further removed from Vienna – is nicknamed “The Cradle of the Famous White Horses”.  And as you might expect, most of the young Lipizzaners go straight from Piber to the easy life in Heldenberg, without so much as a glance at the Spanish Riding School.  Only a select few achieve the look and confirmation worthy of this elite level of training and performance.

A couple weeks ago I described the Viennese Coffee House experience as an Element of Intangible Cultural Heritage.  So it is with the Spanish Riding School.  UNESCO has deemed the Vienna facility, the Lipizzaners, and their horse/rider performances as “an essential component… of [Austrian] cultural diversity and creative expression”.

I can understand why most visitors to Vienna would choose to see the Lipizzaners in their “Sunday best” instead of lounging in their stalls.  But I encourage you to see both.  A visit with these beautiful animals up close and personal is a unique experience (even if most tourists don’t seem to know how to behave around horses).  You’ll learn why the Spanish Riding School hosts one black stallion among the dozens of whites.  You’ll learn the historical significance of the trained movements of the Lipizzaners, as well as how to identify a rider’s ranking based on his uniform and equipment.  My granddaughter would have plenty of reasons to give this tour a “neigh-neigh”, but your own response is more likely to be “yay-yay!”

Some content sourced from the website of the Spanish Riding School, and Wikipedia, “the free encyclopedia”.

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