Oh boy, Cedardell, now you've done it. I won't be able to get any work done today for thinking about those good teams. What I'd give right now to get a set of lines in my hands.
Dad had a pretty nicely matched pair of black Percherons when I was a kid that worked about like they were one horse instead of two. Only difference was that the right-hand horse had a little star on his forehead and he was a touch heavier, but not by much. These horses weren't like your typicaly Percherons, they were a little shorter than the big show teams that you see and they were more muscular, all business. Their heads were also a little more refined than the stereotypical Percherons. They were something else. But, I digress...
Dad also took me to meet an old Belgian breeder in eastern Iowa about 10 years ago. The man was pretty old at the time and I'm sure he's gone now. His first name was Jiggs, but I don't recall his last name. Anyway, as Northern Rancher pointed out, his place was a broken down as they come. But I doubt that there were many real draft horse men that could hold a candle to this guy. Talk about horses! Dad said that this Jiggs had sold many horses to the money outfits as breeding stock and even some leaders in the big fancy show hitches over the years. To think of all the money and shine on those hitch teams, and then think that some of those horses came from Jiggs' humble little farm in Iowa. Goes to show that the best stockmen aren't necessarily the ones that you read about or see in the fancy advertisements. Wish I would have realized what I was witnessing at the time. I might have paid more attention.
HP