As automobiles became more available, the Marsh Tackies dwindled and by the 1980's, they were thought to possible be extinct. Today, they are an endangered breed, with an estimated 150 purebred Marsh Tackies in existence.
A tradition that used to be held on Christmas day has recently been revived as a conclusion to the Gullah Festival—the Marsh Tacky Races on the beach. It was an absolutely gorgeous day, with the sea sparkling, dolphin peeking up at the crowds from the waves and over 5,000 bystanders on hand to cheer on the 22 ponies in the races.
The event began with a parade of the horses competing in the races. There were several heats one for stallions, and several for the mares and for the geldings.
The event began with a parade of the horses competing in the races. There were several heats one for stallions, and several for the mares and for the geldings.
One of the favorites of the day was a feisty mare named Molly. She was also the oldest horse in the race at 22—two years older than her rider Brittany!
This young girl was one of the youngest riders (and the only one to wear a helmet! I was shocked that helmets weren't required as the sand is as hard as cement if you fall off.)
Giddyup!
These two little girls were cheering on Molly. She won her heats and captured the Mares category.
Just a few more heats. Good thing as the tide was quickly coming in!
Girl power! As the announcer said with his wonderful Gullah-accent "That Molly beat those boys fair and square. Just shows you don't want to mess with those old ladies!"
Many of the horses and riders posed for photos (and for the horses to get their noses rubbed) after the race, including Brittany and Molly.
Now we're back in New York - cccccold! - but Petey's only complaint is that his favorite stores all seem to be out of cookies. Off to Italy next week, may not post until I get back but guarantee lots of photos then!