The best horse I ever rode was a palomino gelding, with some appaloosa and quarter horse thrown in. He was mostly all white, with some appy spots under his tail. He was a sight to see
He was an all-around horse that I could ride western pleasure, trail, barrels, poles, whatever. When he was 25 yrs old, we won the "high-point" trophy of the year in our saddle club.
I could put babies on him and he would calmly walk around, or an experienced rider could go out and win on the barrels.
This horse could do no wrong in my book, and I was so saddened by his loss. He was struck by lightening and killed when he was 28.
I was also very spoiled by him, as I find myself comparing all other horses to him. And there is no comparison....