At the end of the 90s, I broke with everything, I left the city and went north, to the mountains, to the Pyrenees.

My name is Pere, I was born and raised in Barcelona, I have always liked nature, the mountains, animals in general and especially horses. He dreamed of one day living with horses, dogs, cats, chickens and a lot of animals surrounded by green fields and snowy mountains.

In the city, it had everything that we are expected to have; job, house, car and a life without luxuries, but relatively orderly. However, inside me I felt an emptiness, all this was not what I had always dreamed of, and time passed and life passed. Until one day I go to the Pyrenees and leave the city.

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At first it was hard, I worked in many different things to live, but always with the goal fixed in my dreams, the horses called me in some way and more and more.

The horses that I had known were different from those that I saw around here in the mountains. He had always seen the horses alone, penned in stalls or confined spaces with little grass available to them. They ate straw, hopefully hay and feed several times a day. Here the horses had a different look. They always lived outside, free in the meadows and mountains, they ate grass directly from the ground and always in a herd with other horses, free, healthy and happy.

I met people with horses and I immersed myself in everything, learning from them and the horses, helping at work in exchange for being able to be with horses and learn. I connected with the cycles of nature, the time to harvest and mow the grass to have hay, the mating of the mares and of course, I also learned the noble art of shoveling manure.

Here in the mountains, my first horse arrived, Dakota, a chestnut filly from CPC (Caballo Pirenaico Catalán). My life definitely changed forever.

Continue working with horses without stopping learning, training, qualifying and professionalizing myself more and more. Another horse arrived and later another and little by little I made a small herd. Over time, many horses have crossed my life, some just passing through, others are still there and some are gone forever.

With my first stallion, an American Quarter Horse, I started breeding American breeds, Quarter Horses, Paint Horses and Appaloosas, being one of the first stud farms in Spain to breed these breeds, at the same time that I began to offer the services of boarding and withdrawal of horses in freedom.

It was the origin of Cavalls Wakan and also of a great responsibility with the horses, guaranteeing their health and well-being and also something that money does not buy, knowing their emotions, their feelings and earning their respect and trust over time.

A horse only wants to be with you if he likes what he sees inside you. For this reason, I entered into a process of personal and professional evolution that, together with the horses, took me to the here and now. Always looking for that inner peace that horses show us and that connects us with ourselves and with the world around us.

And in this evolution I am, in Montcortès, a privileged corner of the Pyrenees of Lleida, surrounded by green fields with snowy mountains, dogs, cats, chickens, a herd of more than twenty horses and a family that supports me in this passion that is life among horses

I work and learn with them, just as they work and learn with me, so that among all of us we move forward together, always dreaming of the spring rains that will once again bring us abundant pastures.