MONTICELLO, MN

763-295-2766 / 763-443-0918

EMAIL: hiddenhqh@tds.net

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bill and Karen Peterson, started this business about 35 years ago, back then the focus was strictly on breeding and raising Pinto's and Paints. 

My dad, Bill, grew up in a time where you still saw horse drawn buggies and horse care was a part of everyday life.  He went on to ride bronc's under the name of "Sandy Peters" and has many stories from those days.  He had the opportunity to know and ride with some rodeo greats like "Casey Tibbs". Shortly after, World War II interrupted his rodeo career and he spent several years abroad.  Years later he married my Mom, "Karen Liljenburg", who grew up on a farm here in MN. Together they went in search of a place to build their dream of raising spotted horses.  Soon, they found a small corn field that is now called "home".

Mom shared in the dream of raising horses and worked along side my Dad, building this place one board at a time.   She has continued to support all the dreams of us "horse" people around here and has done her share of chores as well. Although never really finding a place riding horses she has been a huge part of our success. Thanks for everything mom and dad!

I grew up here with the horses. My childhood was spent learning the aspects of raising and owning horses.  My childhood was full of dreams and aspiriations.  If I wasn't dreaming about my future with the horses or oiling up the tack in my spare time you might have found me and my dogs curled up with a foal out in the pasture. I loved those afternoon naps in the sun with my dear friends, those moments will be cherished forever.  

At a young age I learned to ride on my Dads great pinto stallion,

"Wee Hopes Sattelite" and I rode him every chance I got.

When I was about 5 our neighbors pony named "Honey" came to live with us. Honey would travel from one kid to another in this neighborhood, outliving each of our childhoods.  Honey would teach all those wonderful things she knew to each and everyone of us. Including a huge stop that would send us off over her head into the dirt. (No, she was not supposed to stop as were loping across the field). I know for certain everyone who grew up and had a chance to know her will never forget the poney named Honey!  I rode Honey every chance I got until I sadly outgrew her too.  If that pony were still here and could talk, I bet she would have told a story or two.

Over the years I have had many, many horses and went from weekend trail rides into the show arena.  I have had the opportunity to flat race, show in Western Pleasure, Halter and then into timed events where I have found a 20+ year niche.  I started training horses over 20 years ago and I like to think I have come a long way over the years. We currently travel all over to hit the big jackpots and a few rodeo's too.  My main focus today is my beloved barrel horses and raising quality race/barrel prospects. 

Click on the following link to view some of our barrel racing accomplishments.

5 year barrel racing accomplishments.

Five years ago I met Mark, a city boy with a country heart. He grew up here in Monticello and could always be found helping at the service station working on some kind of project.  Later he bought a home in Santiago and found himself a career in blacktop.  He still works those hard, long hours.

He spent his first year with me learning to ride and getting to know horses.  By the second year he was training his own, he ended up selling that first horse to a young girl and her family to enjoy. To this day they have no intentions on selling and adore that horse.  Mark really took to the horses and was a natural at it. He has started several horses now and they have all turned out really nice.  His current mount is "Revenues Cowboy" who will be probably be a lifer here, we really like that one.  Although Mark is not specialized in any particular aspect of riding, he certainly gets a great foundation on the horses.  The horses he has trained are solid, exposed and ready to go in any direction you want to take them. Along with supporting me and my dreams he has found his own in the horse world.  Currently he is hoping to breed and raise some good 'ole cow horses along side of my barrel/race bred horses, and ofcourse a cross of the two. We are really excited for our future foals and we hope you are too.

Dray, (dreay) Robin, (Rabin) Billy, (Belly) Debbie, (Dibbie) amd  Jacque.(jinckie).....

If you care, show it!!!!!!  How is my name spelled, 34 yrs later, do you know??? 

Its yours, stop fighting, you don't need to kick me out.  Just take care of MY mon and dad!!!!!!!!!!!!

While your at it, take care of the other halves of each your parents.......  they are your real parents too. ( As you want to refer to me as a siblig.  none of you know me, I was 3 the last I remember any family so for all of you... horses are my family! 

For those outsiders looking in, my BIGGEST APOLOGIES.    This is my site and the only place I have to give my thanks to those who I am not allowed to say my feelings too. 

Love you all....   May god find each and everyone of us in a better place than we are in today!  AMEN!

 

In Loving Memory

You will all be sadly missed and we will love you always.

Grizz, a great family dog and ranch hand. Age 16.

Wee Hopes Sattelite, 1969-1998. Can't say enough about him but he lived a long, wonderful life with us.

Satin, sadly passed before her time due to an attack from straying neighbor dogs.

Copper.  Lived a full life with us, she passed at age 18.

Candy. Sweet little house dog. Age 12

Buffy, my first dog and wonderful companion. Lived a rich life to the age of 17.

Keno.  Superb dog, truly mans best friend.  We sadly had to put Keno down this past May and he is dearly missed by all of us!

Poco's Rebel Hope. Unfortunate passing, she will be missed.  What a sweet little mare who was just coming along so nicely.  Believed to have had Lawsonia Intracellularus.

Golds Dixie Chick. Every horse owners night mare to have lost such a wonderful mare to such a terrible fate.  We found Dixie one night with a broken cannon bone, although we wanted to save her we could not.  Dixie was a gorgeous little mare, a fun ride and was to be a mom just a few weeks after the accident, just not close enough to save the foal either.  Our beloved Dixie and her unborn foal will be sadly missed by all and we pray they are together forever galloping through greener pastures. 


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