GERONIMO
Geronimo is a name that obliges, but at home they call me Kuba.
I was born in 2010 in Podlasie in “Kresowa Stanica” in Poczopek and I am a real piebald tinker from Grace (mother) to Bobo (father).
On a daily basis, I reside in the stable of the “Hipoterapia” Foundation (since 2015), which is currently located at the Służewiec Horse Race Track in Warsaw. I work all year round with people with disabilities and I am used for all forms of hippotherapy, as well as for para horse riding. I am well-behaved, understanding, patient and love my patients.
Instead, we spend our holidays with friends from the Warsaw stable in Supraśl in Podlasie. And it’s real fun: all day on the catwalks, in the sun, rain, mud, sand, believe me, we wait for it all year round. And field trips and rallies….
HERA
I am a dark-mouse Polish horse, quite right for this breed, height: full 140 cm .
I came to Podlasie almost 15 years ago from Lesser Poland, to supply with fresh genes a conservative herd of Polish Koniks in Kopna Góra near Supraśl . Currently, my owner is the District Office in Białystok, and the lessee is the “Victoria” Sports Club.
I was born in 2000, so I’m old, but as you know, Polish horses are a very long-lived breed. Provided that we do not get equine asthma (RAO), which unfortunately we are predisposed to in stable conditions.
I am a Polish horse of a very utilitarian type and an absolute contradiction of all common opinions about the uselessness of representatives of my breed in horse riding. I am a great riding horse, starting from showing small children to small parkours and arenas during competitions. And most of all, I love field trips. It is such a wonderful variety compared to the often monotonous work on the manege. Then I forget about my years, minor or major ills and I’m just happy, and fatigue doesn’t bother me at all.
HUK
I was born in 2011 in Podlasie in the stable of Mr. Piotr Dzięcioł. I am of Lesser Poland breed from mother Beja by father Hedar . As a 3-year-old I came to Supraśl and settled in the stables of the Sports and Recreation Center “Bukowisko”, and then the “Victoria” KS. But I was a private horse and I was standing there in a hotel. In Supraśl I was first ridden, and then I learned more things, i.e. the basics of dressage and jumping. What I remember from that time, however, is the long, lonely field trips: just me and my owner. We traveled together a piece of the Knyszyn Forest, many villages and hamlets. To this day, I do best alone in the field. On the other hand, in the troop sometimes something disturbs me, and it’s too slow, and someone is on my heels, and then someone gets scared and scares me….
As a four-year-old, I suffered a serious injury: a ruptured navicular bone with a splinter. For the operation I went all the way to Janów Podlaski to Dr. Jarosław Karcz. On the spot, it turned out that surgery was also needed on the other front leg. Fortunately, everything went well, although the convalescence lasted half a year. Today, it has been over 7 years since then, and I have no complaints related to it. What I have left from that time is the fear of injections. Well, after all, each of us has our bigger and smaller fears.
A few years ago my owner sold me to the “Victoria” Sports Club. Fortunately, it didn’t involve any move, I just stopped being a hotel horse and became a club horse.
KILIANA
Mother: Kina II, father: Rypis , black ointment, Silesian breed, born on February 24, 2008. So much from the passport. And from life?
I can boast that I have been in the stable in Supraśl since I was born and I am one of the two horses that were born here in the nearly 20-year history of this place. You ask why? Well, because “Victoria” is a sports club, not a breeding stable in the strict sense. When my mother came to Supraśl , purchased for the District Sports and Recreation Center, she was already in foal. So it’s no wonder that after a few months I was born: Kara, a characterful Silesian.
As befits a representative of my breed, I love to pull a carriage or sledge, but I don’t have many opportunities to do so. At work under the saddle at the manege, I am a horse that is demanding for my riders and perfectly tests their skills. Something else in the field. There is no horse in our stable better than me, confident, brave, balanced, perfectly keeping the pace and distance. One thing I hate is a horse running over my tail, then I kick. That’s why I always go last in the field.
I have been suffering from equine asthma (RAO) for 1.5 years, so I spend 24/7 outside. I really hope that my ailments will not intensify and that this year I will be able – as in previous years – to participate in rallies that I really like and which serve me very well.
Cossack
PLN 10 per kilo. Yes, that was my price, for which I was bought 2 years ago and went to my new home. Earlier, for several months, I was tied up against a wall in a large barn, waiting for transport to you know where. It’s true that I had enough hay and oats, because I couldn’t lose weight. Of course, PLN 10 per kilogram … But my owner, every time he was packing horses for transport, you know where, he would say: “You know Kozak, you are such a kind, good horse, willing to work, but maybe someone in finally he will, today you are staying…” And a miracle happened, there were really people who wanted me and that’s how I ended up in the Supraska stable.
My name is, as you already know, Cossack. I have a Polish draft horse written in my passport. I’m 14 years old, I’m not tall, but I weigh 600 kg . But what kind of a Cossack am I? I give way to all the boys in our herd. I don’t like and I can’t fight. The beginnings were the worst: everyone was chasing me, trying to bite and kick, and I just cowered in the corner. It’s OK now. No one bothers me, we’re friends, I’ve even learned to play, but I often keep my distance just in case, I love to stand still and watch the world, which is so beautiful…
I also love to work. When I came to Supraśl, I knew how to pull a carriage and a sled, and I was really good at it. In my new home I also quickly learned how to work under the saddle. I am an ideal lunge horse, on which adults and small children safely explore the basics of horse riding: walk, trot, first gallops in my life, that’s me. But most of all I like field trips, I’m so happy then…. You’ll say: you have short legs, you’re fat, you certainly can’t keep up with everyone. None of these things: I walk steadily, willingly, at a good pace and never lag behind.
HURRICANE
The characteristic bay and piebald, medium-sized horse in the paddock is Orkan. I am the property of the District Office in Białystok, leased to KS “Victoria”. My passport says “little horse” and not much else. Origin: NN, date of birth unknown. But looking at my teeth and bits of my history, I’m about 17.
In my case, however, believe me, it’s not paper, but facts speak for themselves. And the facts are that I am the most sought-after horse in our Supraśl stable. Whether it’s a novice rider on a lunge, or the first independent rides on a manege, or advanced rides, field trips, or finally sports training … I’m good at everything.
In everything I am confident, stable, balanced, and at the same time very honest and dedicated to work. It doesn’t matter that sometimes my rider’s signals are not entirely precise and the calf is not very stable. I will always do what I am supposed to do: energetic walk, trot, gallop, bars, obstacle … Please, always at your service. I never show tiredness or impatience. Fortunately, my guardians take care not to exploit me excessively and distribute the work evenly among our entire horse crew.
ROKI
I’m half Tinker , half Hutsul. My mother is of the Hutsul race, she is the Revolution from Bacówka, and my father is the truest tinker , whose name is Borneo. I was born in 2013 in “Stanica Kresowa” in Poczopek in Podlasie. And here’s a fun fact: Dad is only 2 years older than me. How is this possible? My dad had barely turned a year old together with his buddy from Małopolska , also a yearling, he broke the fences and they both fell into a small herd of mares. Oh, what was going on there… And after 11 months, me and two other foals were born.
At the age of three, I came to the stable in Supraśl , where I am until today. And I must boast that I am the boss of our gelding herd. I’ll tell you how I came to it. Of course, as a three-year-old boy, I had no say. Everyone was jostling me, shooing me away, I was the last one to drink water in the paddock, and so on.
The undisputed boss in the herd was Wigor, called Karym. From the first day after arriving in a new place, I looked at it like a picture. He was so beautiful, so proud and everyone listened to him and he didn’t even have to kick or bite, he just looked or, as a last resort, drooped his ears. From the beginning I tried to be close to him, I approached him timidly and constantly “talked” moving my lips. Then Kary graciously let me “groom” his mane, and then more and more he let me be close to him. My packmates stopped teasing me and I grew up and got braver. And then Kary left with his new owner for Warsaw and was gone for nearly 5 years. During this time, I slowly and systematically consolidated my position.
And you know what happened? At the beginning of 2023, Kary returned to us. I recognized him immediately, and so did the other horses. And we are slowly rebuilding relationships in our herd.
SCOTCH WHISKeY
My dun ointment is the color of noble whiskey, so I was very aptly named as it was named 12 years ago at the Jaroszówka horse farm, where I was born. I am a cross between a fjord (mother) and a thoroughbred (dad). Really original? But that’s nothing. My beloved daughter Tennessee Whiskey has a father of Lesser Poland breed: Dąbek by Emetycie . It’s just a mix. isn’t it?
But back to me. First of all, I have to brag. In the photo where you can see me, I am with my rider Ola. We have just won the 2022 League Final of the Podlasie Voivodeship in Dressage in class N. This year we are preparing to start in class C. And all this in such a short time that I can’t believe it.
I came to Supraśl from a stable near Warsaw 3 years ago with my one-month-old daughter, a bit overworked and hardly accepting the bit. Now see for yourself. Well, dressage with Ola is one of my specialties, the other is field trips and rallies as a lead horse, the so-called leading. Whether with Ola or with my owner Joanna, I always lead the troop. I am brave and prudent but vigilant, I know that everyone’s safety rests on my shoulders. Just like taking care of the whole herd on the route and at stops: I have to keep an eye on everyone all the time.
I have great confidence in my amazons: terrain obstacle, large or small water, narrow passage: I will enter anywhere. After all, this is how a leading horse should be, and I have no intention of giving this function to anyone for a long time. The more so that I took over her from my best friend Hypnoza, who was already 30 years old and the leader of the troop in the Supraśl stable from 7 to 28 years old, when she retired. However, he is still bossing us and mothering us on the paddock and pasture.
Tennessee Whiskey
This is me, Tennessee Whisky, at 3 months old with my mum, Scotch Whisky. Those were wonderful times… Now I’m already grown up – slim, beautiful, and mouse-grey… even though I’m not a Polish konik at all. In my veins flows Thoroughbred and Fjord blood (from my mum) and Małopolski blood (from my dad). That’s why I’m one of a kind – but you’ll judge for yourselves when you meet me.
For over three years I watched my mum and the other horses in my stable working under saddle. It fascinated me so much that I couldn’t even nibble hay or grass in the pasture at the time. I would stand and stare, or gallop as fast as I could, just to be like them. It’s not that nobody looked after me – oh no. From a little foal I was brushed, had my legs cleaned, walked on a lead rope, and ran in circles in the round pen. But I knew it still wasn’t “it”. And finally the moment came: I got a bridle and a saddle on my back. I won’t lie – it felt a bit strange and uncomfortable, but only a little, and I got used to it quickly.
Then Ola sat on my back, and that’s how my real adulthood began. And you know what? I really like it. That doesn’t mean I’m easy. Ola knows best. I have my own character – or rather a feisty temperament; I have my sulks like a proper young lady; I have my fears like any youngster. But it’s getting better and better.
And this is what I look like now – of course, with Ola on my back.
BOBO
In my passport I’m listed as “Gemma”, but nobody remembers that. Twelve years ago, when I was born at “Stanica Kresowa” in Poczopko and I was tiny and sweet, they nicknamed me Bobo – and it stuck.
You’ve probably just read about Roki, who tells a story from 13 years ago – the event that led to his birth. Well, at the same time, and as a result of the very same situation, I was born too. The difference is that my dad wasn’t a yearling Tinker, but a yearling Małopolski horse, and my mum wasn’t a Hucul, but a Tinker mare.
I arrived at the stable in Supraśl in spring 2024 and worked bravely through the entire 2024 trekking season. I love going out on trails. I look after my riders: I don’t shy to the side, I don’t speed up without a reason, I don’t race other horses. People say about me: the ideal. And I simply care that riders feel comfortable and safe on my back out in the countryside. The arena is another story – I don’t love it. But what can you do: you have to work on the lunge and in the arena too. After all, somewhere our trekking riders have to learn to ride.
And I’ll brag a little: this year I gave birth to a beautiful foal. Because of that I spent the whole spring and summer on maternity leave in my home stable at “Stanica Kresowa”. In autumn I returned to Supraśl for good and I’m already eagerly waiting for the new trekking season – to which I warmly invite you.
Likier
I am a steady “Wielkopolski” horse, born in 2010 at “Stanica Kresowa” in Poczopko. At first I came to the KS Victoria stable in Supraśl only for the 2025 trekking season, to replace my friend Bobo, who returned to “Stanica Kresowa” to foal and raise her little one. But it seems they were very happy with me, because in September, when Bobo returned from her maternity leave, a decision was made: I’m staying with the Supraśl team.
I have to confess: my beginnings in Supraśl and on the trekking routes were very difficult for me. Not physically – I’m a healthy, strong, balanced horse, so I managed well on the trails. But for many weeks I was very, very stressed by the whole situation and the change of place. And it’s no wonder: for 15 years I lived in the same stable, went out to the same pastures, rode out on familiar paths. Sometimes someone joined my herd, sometimes someone disappeared, but I was always there. And suddenly everything changed dramatically: first the trailer – which I had to enter for the first time in my life – then a new place, a new stall… and worst of all: new, completely unfamiliar and scary horses that I was afraid of. I didn’t want to be with them in the paddock; I stood away from the herd, anxiously watching for a human who would come and take me for a ride or back to my stall. Yes, you won’t believe it, but I preferred to stand alone in my stall day and night rather than go out to those “monsters”.
Now that I’m telling you about those first days in Supraśl, it’s hard to believe it was really like that. After about two months everything started to change, and now I can’t imagine any other horse friends and companions. I get along well with everyone, nobody bothers me, and I’m not afraid of anyone. Yes – the Supraśl herd is my herd, the trekking trails are my trails, and the riders (whether in the arena or out on the trail) are my riders, whom I care for and respect.
Tina
They call me “fat”; they say I’m a “tank” or a “potato”, and yet in my passport I have such a lovely name: L‑Tina. And hardly anyone remembers that I’m currently the youngest in our trekking group of horses. I’ve only just turned 5. And yes – I’m big and strong… After all, I’m a true Polish cold-blood. My temperament, however, is something many a hot-blooded steed could envy.
I really like being the lead horse in the group, but when Whisky leads, I can respect that. I’m not afraid of anything on the road; I don’t have a habit of jumping sideways – I’m not a hare. And if sometimes I pull a bit to the side into the bushes… well, I like to know what’s rustling in the grass, and I’m very curious about the world around me. I love to gallop, and I try hard then to match the pace of our whole trekking herd. But most of all I love two things: swimming and eating. Or maybe the other way around: eating and swimming.
I go out on trails and treks in a western saddle, and as you can see I look great in it. My riders feel stable and comfortable. The videos filmed from my back also turn out great.
In short, I’m proof that a cold-blood can have a truly hot heart and temperament.
TOKAy
Tokaj from Antoniów, that’s what I have entered in my passport and it sounds proud. I am a real Hutsul, both in appearance and character. I was born in 2014 in the well-known Hutsul stable of PP. Danuta and Andrzej Ruta, and for 5 years I have been in KS “Victoria” in Supraśl .
My character is, as I have already told you, truly Hutsul. I don’t mind being the smallest in the herd. I’m not afraid of anyone and I pick on everyone. Well, of course, until then. Sometimes I have to retreat to a predetermined position, and sometimes I even get a smack.
I’ll tell you a story: When a Cossack came to us, he was so stocky, heavy, black, weighing at least twice as much as me. But he was terrified of all horses. Well, at first I chased him along with everyone else, but then my friends got bored of it and gave it up. Everyone, but not me. I was picking on him and chasing him constantly. By the time. One fine day, the Cossack came back after riding to the paddock and brazenly began to approach the feeder. So I immediately ran up with bared teeth, hoping for a good race. And here’s a nasty surprise, the Cossack grabbed me by the neck, pinned me to the ground, made me kneel on my front legs and held me… When he finally let me go, all the horses laughed at me that I squealed like a pig, such a shame… And you know, since then I never bother Kozak again, maybe just a little bit, but so that he would know that I invite him to play.
Not every rider can handle me on the manege. A small horse does not mean an easy horse, as everyone can see by getting on me. The exception is field trips and guided tours with children: here no numbers and full professionalism. Anyway, I love the terrain and I can easily keep up with big horses.
VIGOR
I’m a real hunk: tall, slender, black with an asterisk, write out, paint over: The Black Prince. I am of the Lesser Poland race. My father is the famous Emmett xo ( Emerycha – Kwartet), and the mother is the Arabian mare Wiagra oo.
My breeder, Mr. Bogdan Dąbrowski, called me Kara since I was little, and it stayed that way. When I was still a foal (and it was 18 years ago) it was said that at the age of 3 I was going to the stable in Supraśl . When I got there, my new owner asked Mr. Bogdan what my official name was. After a long moment of silence, my current owner blurted out: “Well, what’s his name, after all, he’s after Wiagra “.
Supraśl became my home for many years. Here I led the gelding herd, here I was successful in the dressage discipline, here I had my amazons, whom I was the apple of my eye and great love: Marta, Agnieszka, Natalka, Ewelina. And it was with Ewelina that I went to Warsaw in 2018. I will not say that I had a good time: special feeds, solariums, a heated washcloth, trainings with famous trainers… But I missed my paddock, my horse friends from Supraśl, long trips into the field. I came back here in early 2023 and believe me: I’m back home.