When I was a kid, I lived for new Robert Vavra horse books. I even sold my bike so I could buy Such Is The Real Nature Of Horses. Then I got a job and managed to indulge my passions for collecting horse stuff in an unsupervised environment. So finally one day I bought my very own copy of this book.
Not exactly Vavra's best. Not by a long shot. Some images could out-do Thomas Kinkaid. The "story" (for what it's worth) is predictable and borderline laughable. The model playing our protagonist is, to put it bluntly, fugly and looks bored out of his skull.
The only thing good about this book is the Andalusian stud Majestad, the embodiment of awesomeness and cover boy of this book and Vavra's better-known Equus: The Creation of a Horse. He was one of the most charismatic and unique looking stallions that ever lived in the twentieth century. (Puts on best Zod imitation) Kneel before Majestad!
Anyway -- not a book I'd ever run into a burning building to save, but nice eye-candy if it's horse picture porn you are into.