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SFF Horse Breeds: The Heavy Horse

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Published on June 10, 2019

Belgian draft horse. Photo by Karel van Gaasbeek, licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.5 Generic license.
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Belgian draft horse. Photo by Karel van Gaasbeek, licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.5 Generic license.

Horseman’s wisdom teaches that there are two distinct types of horses, the light horse and the heavy horse, with a wide range of breeds and types in between. In the old days the light horse was called a hotblood and the heavy one, aptly enough, a coldblood. The “hot” type was represented by the Iberian and later by the Arabian and its descendant the Thoroughbred, the “cold” by the numerous breeds of draft horses including the Shire, the Belgian, the Clydesdale, and the Percheron. Various degrees of crosses led to the “Warmblood” breeds and types, which are mainly Thoroughbred crosses on native European agricultural stock.

With all the romance that attaches to the war horse, the racehorse, and the ancient chariot horse, for plain and simple daily use and ongoing value to human cultures before the industrial age, there’s little to compare with the old-fashioned heavy horse. That’s the plow horse, the steady puller, the strong and patient workhorse whose labor keeps the farm afloat. He’s big, he’s sturdy. He’s calm and cooperative. He doesn’t have a lot of speed, but he can go on all day, day after day.

Modern legend would have it that he’s the descendant of the medieval destrier, but that celebrated war machine was probably more like the modern Andalusian or the Lipizzan (the latter with its substantial bone and strong build) or, though the breed itself came along quite late, the Friesian. What we know now as the draft horse is a product of selective breeding over the last handful of centuries, including breeding for size. The really, really big guys are a modern phenomenon.

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There’s a practical reason for that. The structure of the horse is most efficient around 15 hands (60 inches at the shoulder), and starts to succumb to the square-cube law as it approaches 16 and 17 hands (64 and 68 inches respectively). Very large horses not only struggle to support their own weight, let alone that of a rider, but they’re also extremely expensive to feed and care for. Keeping those huge legs and feet healthy and functional requires regular, expert shoeing, and maintaining weight and condition calls for significant amounts of fodder.

The basic draft model is not necessarily huge. He can be bred to weigh a ton and more, but the root stock most likely is an adaptation to the climate of northern Europe. The ancestral heavy horse may have looked like, and been no taller than, the modern Norwegian Fjord horse or even the Icelandic or, believe it or not, the Shetland pony. Heavy bone, upright shoulder, short, broad back and strong, sloping quarters: He’s built for strength and he’s designed to pull.

One of the characteristics that even non-experts can recognize in the modern draft horse is the thick mane and tail and the luxuriant feathering on the lower legs. Especially that last: It’s distinctly absent in the hotbloods with their delicate, finely haired legs and small feet.

Modern draft breeds have cultivated this distinction. Rich, flowing feathers are the pride of the Clydesdale and the Shire horse and their lighter, Spanish-crossed cousin the Friesian. Not so much in the Percheron or the Belgian, but those show their kinship in their massive build and powerful quarters.

It’s all about the power. Where the light horse excels in speed and agility, the draft horse lives to pull. Not necessarily to carry—for that kind of gymnastic strength, a nice sturdy warmblood is a better bet, a solid cob, not too tall but well built and balanced, with a strong back and plenty of lifting power—but to be hitched to wagon or plow and trained to dig in and use their mass and strength to get that weight moving forward.

It’s an amazing thing to watch a team of draft horses do what it’s born to do. If you’ve seen the Budweiser Clydesdales, you’ve seen teams born and bred to pull those huge wagons, with power that’s breathtaking close up. In county fairs, teams compete to pull massive weights, a skill that translates to (and from) clearing stumps and hauling logs and, not all that rarely, extricating motor vehicles from mud or ice or snow.

They’re still in demand in areas where heavy equipment can’t go, in terrain too rugged and remote for machines. They’re amazingly efficient for working small farms, too. Good draft horses, like oxen, can eat grass, put it back with their manure, plow the fields and clear the woods.

I always figure that when the apocalypse comes, horses will hang on. They’re too useful not to. Riding and lighter driving horses for faster-than-human transport over distance, and heavy horses to work the land. They’re two sides of the same important and historically valuable coin.

Photo by Karel van Gaasbeek, licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.5 Generic license, via Wikimedia Commons.

Judith Tarr is a lifelong horse person. She supports her habit by writing works of fantasy and science fiction as well as historical novels, many of which have been published as ebooks by Book View Cafe. She’s even written a primer for writers who want to write about horses: Writing Horses: The Fine Art of Getting It Right. Her most recent novel, Dragons in the Earth, features a herd of magical horses, and her space opera, Forgotten Suns, features both terrestrial horses and an alien horselike species (and space whales!). She lives near Tucson, Arizona with a herd of Lipizzans, a clowder of cats, and a blue-eyed dog.

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Judith Tarr has written over forty novels, many of which have been published as ebooks, as well as numerous shorter works of fiction and nonfiction, including a primer for writers who want to write about horses: Writing Horses: The Fine Art of Getting It Right. She has a Patreon, in which she shares nonfiction, fiction, and horse and cat stories. She lives near Tucson, Arizona, with a herd of Lipizzans, a clowder of cats, and a pair of Very Good Dogs.
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5 years ago

Absolute units!  I’m glad this type continues to be useful.

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5 years ago

I love heavy horses.  Simply magnificent.  Appreciated this article =)

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tree_and_leaf
5 years ago

I always figure that when the apocalypse comes, horses will hang on.

You know the Edwin Muir poem, The Horses, right?

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Raskos
5 years ago

My mother used to tell me about the draft horses that pulled delivery carts when she was a girl in Glasgow. The milkman whose route their house was on died one day while doing his rounds, in the driver’s seat, and his horse took him back to the depot.

People who worked with them always seemed to become attached to them. This song probably says it all – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kKCbJSNNIYY

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5 years ago

Horses will be back as long as those dang zombies don’t eat them.  

I know that the feathers are part of the breeding, but feathers gather mud which weighs down the horse in deep mud, not to mention how much “fun” it is to brush and wash out.  I’ve always wondered why they keep breeding for those feathers.  Any ideas?

And @3.  That is an amazing poem.  I’m surprised I’ve never read it.  

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5 years ago

I’ve seen the draft horses — and oxen — in pulling competitions (not against each other) at the Durham [Connecticut] Fair.  Both are very impressive.

I also worked with somebody whose side job was to raising pulling oxen.  He mentioned that he had an ox, all ton-and-a-half, clear a five foot fence.

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5 years ago

@5 I remember being told a more PG version of that tale. The milkman fell asleep halfway through the round, having made merry over the Hogmanay and Ne’er day break, and the horse continued the round bringing him back to the dairy still asleep on his seat. Gilmour, the dairy’s owner at the time and a notoriously hard to please gentleman, insisted he go back and complete the round, but the horse having done his day’s work refused to leave the stable; and the milkman was forced to walk the round pushing a barrow.

A salutary warning on the perils of drink.

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5 years ago

I can’t remember where I read it but the really big draft horses were developed during the industrial revolution. The new trains were capable of hauling enormous loads of farm produce. To get that produce to and from the train required ever larger wagons. The draft horse was the semi-truck of the day.

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Four Ds
5 years ago

Relevant song, off the album of the same name:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vRHATZzMh-g

One verse speaking to the post-apocalyptic point…”And one day when the oil barons have all dripped dry…”

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Jenny Islander
5 years ago

I still remember the James Herriot story about the no-nonsense farmer whose one bit of silliness was keeping aside some of his land as a retirement home for his old draft horses.  Somebody teased him that he was making pets of them, so there he was at the pet show at the next village fair, leading one of the horses all shined up and braided and brassed, standing next to the little girl with the tortoise.  I don’t recall whether he won, though.

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Frank
5 years ago

One more great draft horse song, lyrics given by the drover to Archie Fisher, who sings it here.

I have many great horse stories from my great uncle, who was a teamster with the logging crews in the early 1900s in Wisconsin; my grandfather was also a part-time farrier, and i have vivid memory of the ground shaking when he led a Percheron into the barnyard (of course i was only 3 or 4 years old at the time, so memory may exaggerate).

Lots of my mother’s neighbors in central Wisconsin still farm with Belgians: a bunch of Amish moved into the area in the 80s when the old farmers were retiring and their kids didn’t want the farming life. Beautiful Belgian teams all around…

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5 years ago

So big, so chunky, so totally adorable. 

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Genevieve
5 years ago

In the rather fun Silver Spoon manga by Arakawa Hiromu (also author of Full Metal Alchemist, which is magnificent) about an agricultural school, one of the principal characters loves watching Ban’ei racing, and plans to work with horses.

 

To borrow from wikipedia:

Ban’ei (ばんえい競走) “pull play” is a form of Japanese horse racing in which draft horses pull heavy sleds up sand ramps, urged-on by jockeys balancing on the sleds. The horses used in the races are often either purebred or crosses of Percheron, Breton, and Belgian breeds. As the popularity of the races has waned in recent years, regular ban’ei races are only held at the Obihiro, Hokkaido racecourse.

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The ban’ei course consists of a 200 metres (660 ft) dirt track with lanes separated by ropes laid in the sand. This creates ten lanes, each incorporating a starting gate and two hill-shaped obstacles. The second and steeper obstacle is called the Ban’ei Point. Horses haul sleds across this track, with the weight of each sled ranging from 450 kilograms (990 lb) to 1 ton, as seen in the Ban’ei Kinen event.
Jockeys stand and balance on the sled, using long reins as a whip and weight slabs under the feet of the jockey in place of a saddle. Each jockey must weigh at least 75 kilograms (165 lb); if the jockey is underweight, slabs are added to meet the smallest weight. Horses are often deliberately stopped after the first obstacle, and given a chance to rest before being ushered to climb the second. A horse has not finished until the entire sled is behind finish line.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ban%27ei

 

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5 years ago

Thanks for this article, Judith. And thanks tree-and-leaf for that link to the Muir poem–I had not encountered it before and it was quite lovely. And Raskos, I was thinking of the same song as I read the article–Davy Steele was such a talent, and did a fine job with that song.

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5 years ago

@11  The James Herriot story is called ‘Bonny’s Big Day’.  And, yes, she does win the Family Pet Class after Mr. Herriot vouches for the fact the Bonny is indeed a pet and hadn’t worked in many years.  It’s a sweet story and the Ruth Brown illustrations are lovely.

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Austin
5 years ago

@3 – Is that link right?

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Cait
5 years ago

I love the heavies but I hate the modern insistance on height over everything! Their temperaments are so nice but who wants something you need a stepladder to get onto! I rode a really lovely Percheron mare on a trail ride in MIssouri about 15 years ago and she was the perfect size- right at 16 hands. 

 

(I’m catching up on all the columns I ignored this spring while wedding planning. :D When can we have an article on the most boring of all horse breeds that is still clearly totally awesome because it’s in everyone’s backyard here in the US the Quarter HOrse? :D They’re like, the most unfantasy horse ever. ANd now I feel like this is a neglected niche….) 

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Linda Knowles
5 years ago

I really enjoyed your read.Have always been a fan of the draft horse and their different breeds. Have admired the Belgians,Percherons,I guess the whole kit and caboodle.I have seen some lovely crosses of draft and thoroughbred.I guess I just love horses.😊

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Mia Shinbrot
4 years ago

Amazing video of the two draft horses pulling a semi along an icy road.  Uphill.  And they’re tiny compared even to the size of the tractor, let alone the trailer part of the truck — even assuming that the trailer is empty, it’s a truly amazing feat.

(I wonder why the horses are hitched to what looks like a truck tire instead of directly to the truck itself?  I’m sure there’s a reason — maybe to prevent the truck from overrunning the horses if there’s a downhill slope?  The very end of the video looks like the truck hit the tire and stopped.)