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We would like to thank Jennifer Boggs, Christine Duke, Phillip Dutton, and Azam Hayat Noon for
taking the time to write the more extensive stories captured in this publication. Thank you, Linda
Kimbell, for taking the time to nd some of the old IEA article submissions.Thank you to all who
submitted photos and special thanks to Jennifer Boggs, Stephanie Davis, Azam Noon, Christine
Duke, and Anne Varns for your efforts in providing and/or scanning some of the earlier photos (precell phone!). Our sincere thanks to Annie Gray for the use of her incredible photographic portraits of
Nad.
His Passion
I live in the UK and went to school with Nad there. I stayed with Nad and his family in
Pakistan for a vacation in 1979. I still remember my time in Pakistan very well and with great
fondness, even though it was 35 years ago. He had an old Jeep, it looked like a Willis Jeep, and
we used to go night hunting, windscreen lowered, shot guns ready to pick a rabbit up in the
lights as he drove across the countryside. The rabbits had nothing to worry about.
Simon Spencer
Once we went lamping (using a hand held light at night on a jeep to locate boar) by our
favorite spot next to a marsh. Our farm manager as a boy used to graze cattle there and knew
every hole and such and was the best guide to the driver and the best spotter for the hunters.
We spotted a big boar who, as soon as we got near, took off. We knew they always head for
the swamp and our task was to cut them off before they got to it .
Nadeem was driving our jeep and also had a loaded shotgun in his right hand. Excited,
he gave full gas to the jeep and told the other guns that this big one was his. Nad chased full
speed driving with his left hand, trying to avoid water holes and ditches, while shooting with
the right hand with the boar dodging. Nadeem would re as soon as we got in range, wounding
the boar every time. After a 15 minute chase (which seemed like an hour with hair-raising turns
and narrow escapes from man deep water holes), Nadeem got him down.
We vowed never to sit with him if he were going to risk our lives for a boar.
Azam Hayat Noon
Once we were hunting on the island in the middle of the river which was quite a
big island. It was a few kilometers long but only one km wide. It was all elephant grass
with some clearings. We started at one end with about 15 horses and riders. Only two
were armed with shotguns and only Nadeem with a spear. Towards the other end the
island had no brush and was ideal for chasing boars. We started the drive and when
we got to the end of the brush, ve boars broke the cover and ran straight, aiming to
cross the water and swim to the next island. The horsemen started the chase.
I went after one and saw Nadeem go after a big female. After losing my wounded
one in the water (which was 20 feet deep), I galloped back to see how Nadeem had
fared with his chase. From a distance I saw him race up to the boar with his brave
horse and, at full speed, drive the spear into the boar. As he overtook the boar the
spear came out. The boar then was chasing the horse and cut the horse in its hind legs.
I told Nadeem let me shoot it or it will cut the horses as it was a vicious one. He said
no, and got off the horse and went towards the boar. This was madness as the boar
could have cut him badly. But, to save his horse, he risked his life and drove the spear
into the charging boar. He fell backwards with the boars momentum but the boar was
done by then.
Azam Hayat Noon
door and he went for it to save his life, trying to jump through the door, not realizing
there are two other donkeys. The other two
smashed head on into the door and he was
hanging half inside and half outside the
door. We ran to untangle the poor beasts,
glad to see they were okay..
Then we decided we needed to go out
of the farm yard for the full potential of our
chariot. There is a big drain running through
the farm. The donkeys got scared and ran
out of control and we were too close to the
edge of the road and went tumbling into the
drainall three of the donkeys, with us on
the cart, ying up in the air and falling into
the drain. Luckily no one was hurt.
Right at that time the young man, Rama,
who was our nanny came from the village,
helped us release the donkeys from this
ordeal. He said he was going to report this to
our father and we had to beg for hours and
promise we would not catch those donkeys
again before he said he would keep our
secret.
Azam Hayat Noon
Carol Nowicke
The 2002 Fair Hill event was amazing. Greystone and Nad strutted their stuf
they were in their element. They were prepared, t, hungry and ready. It was also
one of the last years that Fair Hill was held as a long format. Phillip was there with
several horses. This new guy, Will Faudree, was in the lead after XC. Someones
Jack Russell grabbed hold of Darren Chiacchias ankle and we all almost fell over
laughing at his reaction. Sherry was his groom for the weekend and Patty Grimm,
Greystones owner, was there with me and several others. Sherry and I drove to the
start box for Phase A. I was taken along so that if there were vehicle problems, I
could run to the check point before Steeplechase.
Anne Varns
eections On
The Value of
Humility
Nad Noon
On May 16th, 2005, I returned from
a very enlightening weekend at Jersey
Fresh, where I learned if you are an
event rider, vanity can be expensive.
How expensive, you ask? Well, I paid
with a broken nose, broken teeth, and
an arm that, temporarily, has a mind
of its own. Permit me to start at the
beginning.
I had been having a remarkable
season with big wins on both my
horses and I expected to do well again.
Phantom was rst after the rst days
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whiners and sissies. After all, I was on Phantom! What could I have to worry about? All
I had to do was run around the course faster
than anyone and I would once again be in
rst place.
Phantom leapt out of the start box like a
race horse and we were off to thrill the many
spectators that had gathered to watch. Phantom was magnicent over the rst six fences,
jumping with such power and technique.
I was six seconds late at my rst minute
mark so I opened him up a little more as we
came into the main eld with throngs of
spectators. Phantom got ever more game.
We jumped the double corners leaving out
a stride and, jumping over the pot in the
middle of the corner, all I could think was
What a magnicent horse!
We were on time at our second minute.
He jumped the Grand Hedge really big and
then was extremely nimble over the Camels
Back. We had gained six or seven seconds
at our third marker. I could hear Phillip
Duttons voice in my head: If you can get
ahead of the clock a little, you can then take
more time at the combinations in the later
part of the course.
I saw peoples faces, their jaws dropping
in amazement as this magnicent horse
played with this hard course. I was on top
of the world! I did not even bother to take a
tug as we came down the hill to the bounce
into water. He just dealt with the bounce
and jumped in and pulled me to the Skinny
Duck on the way out. I raised my head to
see the spectators joy and delight. Phantom
was really motoring; he was going like a four
star horse, not a two star horse!
I pulled up a little for the next combination, but not much. After all, I had not
helped him at the water and he had done it
ne! Why be cautious and waste seconds? I
wanted to get way ahead of the clock. We
galloped through the tent, two strides up the
hill to the barrels, and then two short strides
to the narrow chevron set on the edge of
a drop with a hard right tun to follow. He
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The Stories
Nads story-telling art got him As in school when
he wrote essays on hunting and riding. That was
always his passion.
Rahat Noon
Nadeems mother
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The last time I saw Nad was at Team Challenge 2015. He jokingly teased me about being
the only good rider on the team. The next day, I was riding XC warm up and he called me
over after I hopped over my last warm-up fence. He immediately adjusted my horses bridle
because a rein had twisted somehow on the bit over the fence. My trainer was riding the XC
course that I would soon partake in, and hadnt been there to notice that for me. Simply out
of kindness, Nad noticed that I wasnt able to see the kink and he saved me riding the course
with it! He waved me off with a Kick some ass! as I rode into the start box.
Emma Stockrahm
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At one of my lessons, Nad had set up an impossible looking jump in the eld behind the barn. After my horse, Kitty,
and I had somehow mastered it, I asked how he knew that
we could clear that jump and all the other scary jumps he
put in front of us. He said something like I dont. I just put
stuff up and see if you are crazy enough to try it. I know he
knew we couldbut at that moment, before that realization
dawned on me, I was simultaneously somewhat horried and
proud.
Mary Harste
Nadeem Noon, you will be deeply missed in this world, but
your legacy will live on for many years to come. Your positivity was infectious, your laugh one of a kind, and your straight
forward advice was something missing in the world of
coaching.
Mathew OHaver
When working with a coach for a long time you build
bonds; they become family. Parents put the care of their
children in the hands of coaches. We do that because we trust
and love them and know that they will do the best for their
child. You share trials and tribulations, cries and celebrations. I do not believe that Nadeem Noon could ever know
the depth in which his life touched so many. He will always
remain a part of our lives. I can't thank his family enough for
sharing him with us.
Cindy Smith
What I remember most is the way he would set up a course
of jumps and tell you to pop over this one, that one, that
one, that one over there, and then that one, and only after
nishing (and hearing Nads whoop!) did you realize that
you had done something pretty awesome. He just made you
believe that you could succeed at whatever he asked-- what
a great feeling that was! Up-N-Over was my second home -leaving the barn the day we moved was the hardest goodbye
of all. Until now.
Laura Ettinger
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Ill never forget what Nad said to me during our last lesson at his farm in Bloomington. We were
jumping some big, looky show jump fences, including an oddly constructed corner, and I remember my
condence demons threatening to make an appearance. As I picked up my canter to start the course, he
calmly but denitely stated from his golf cart, Ride the horse, not the history!
Hannah Bennet
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Martha Morris
At an Adult Riders clinic, the rst group of the day on Saturday jumped super challenging stuff.
Where do we go from here? we asked Nad (the peanut gallery was concerned about what
their group was going to be challenged with later). Why do you all look freaked out? Nad
asked. He later told Jim, a starter level rider, at the cofn: Jim, were skipping two levels and
doing Training now.
Shannon Risner
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he Trot to
Canter
Transition
Nad Noon
To ride a good canter transition
one must understand how a horse
uses its body to accomplish it, then
you must strengthen and supple the
horse appropriately and nally apply
the aids in a manner which enhances
the horses correct use of its body.
Simply put, a horse must bend
the outside hind leg and reach it
farther under its body so it can lever
the whole body upwards in order to
allow the inside hind leg to reach forward into the canter stride. To lower
At a clinic on my farm,
giving lessons to friends
and me on my Haingers,
Nad lamented: You all
think too much. Stop that.
Go out and have some fun.
Lifes too short to be so
serious all the time. We all
signed up for Leg Up 2014
on the Haingers and had
a blast.
Katherine Rosback
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The rst time I showed, I got up on the horse and I decided I wasnt
going to show since I wasnt ready. Nad smacked the horses rump to
make it walk into the arena and shouted Too late now!
Kristie Williams
Nad once showed up to the barn wearing Wrangler jeans, which
naturally caused me to tease him mercilessly about how next hell be
chewing tobacco and roping cattle. His only response was to say I
bought them because they make my butt look good.
Nora Endzel
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n Riding
Water Jumps
Nad Noon
very well. A crucial component to planning ones approach to the water jump is
the horses condence level.
On walking the course, one rst has
to identify all the questions being
asked before formulating a plan. The
higher the level, the more complicated
and numerous questions asked by the
course designer. I usually start by taking
note of the last jump before the water
and see if it had any inuence. What is
its proximity? Its complexity? Next, I
look at the general direction. Is it going
away from home or towards it? This is
especially important for the green horse.
The spectators and shadow can be an
inuence as well.
Once I have a good understanding of
I met Nad many years ago when he was starting out with the great Greystone. Nad travelled to our farm in Pennsylvania to train many times. Nad and I hit it off instantly. He had an
interesting blend of English boarding school etiquette and manners matched with a great sense
of humor and charisma that had people drawn to him (also because he was so darn tall!).
I was always enthralled by Nads stories, especially his growing up in Pakistan and journey
to the USA. His desire and commitment to set up a new life and career in a foreign country
is truly inspiring. Added to the difculty, Im sure, was being Pakistani and trying to start up a
business in the very traditional horse world must have added to the challenge.
As any of you know, Nad had a gift for story telling. On one of Nads trips to Pennsylvania
for coaching this caught him. A big group of us were at dinner. Wayne Roycroft, my Australian team coach at the time, was visiting to coach me and had joined us for dinner. Nad was
in total awe of Wayne (because of what Wayne had achieved in his eventing life). After a few
bottles of wine the conversation got onto saddle rubs/chafng that you get as a rider during the
summer months. Most people were contributing little cures and solutions. Not to be outdone,
Nad silenced the table and said he had worked out the perfect solution: he had the whole tables
attention. After a brief pause, Nad announced that he wore Sherrys silk underwear to stop the
chafng. I think the mental picture of Nad getting dressed ready to ride silenced everyone for a
few seconds...before the whole table erupted with laughter! Nad was so embarrassed, especially
from then on as word spread and everyone asked what underwear he had on that day!
I truly feel blessed to have called Nad my friend and cherish every minute that I was lucky to
spend with him.
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Passion should guide your life, not fear. DEFINITELY. People ask
me So are you going to stop riding the young difcult ones to
make your life easier? My answer to them is Easier has never
been the dening quality in my life choices. Worthwhile, exciting, impassioned even crazy--but never easy. Easy just gets you
back to the couch and tv and there is nothing good on anyway.
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Goldie will take you around. Now Im a little nervous, but I head into the show
ring. I feel Goldie start to perk up as we head in and then the bell sounds and
Goldie takes off. Oh s*** Goldie was ready, lets do this.
I point him at the rst fence and miraculously we clear it. Then the 2nd, and
Goldie sails over it. At this point, Im feeling pretty good. Goldie can jump! He
ies around the course like a fat little jumping machine, that bubble butt catapulting him over every fence. We come around to the nal line, a triple combination set right against the side wall. I see a good shot in and Goldie jumps
his heart out over the rst fence. As he lands, I feel him going down and down
and down until Goldie is laying on the ground leaning against the side wall. My
rst thought was Oh my god, Ive killed Goldie. Then I thought, well, maybe
hes not dead, maybe hes just tired. After all, he wasnt t, so maybe he was
just taking a little nap. In a last ditch effort, I give Goldie a kick in the gut and
he pops up, then jumps the 2nd and the 3rd fence in the triple combination.
As I leave the ring, I hear the announcer say A clear round for Nadeem
Noon and Goldie!
I was going to
Richland HT event
for the rst time and
Nad thought I was
nervous (and I was a
bit) so he texted me
as soon as XC was
done to ask how it
was going. After I
told him wed gone
clean and had fun,
he responded as only Nad can: See, Michigan wasnt so scary...now you might
have the guts to go to Bromont Canada and not get freaked out. And that
place is weird, they speak French..yikes!
Shannon Prichard
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re You Ready To
Jump To
The Next Level?
Nad Noon
Moving up a level on cross-country is a decision that should come rst from the rider and
then be endorsed by the coach. One should
not move up a level because one is bored or
one wants to get home earlier or some other
equally irrelevant reason but should be rmly
rooted in the skill level of the horse and rider.
Each successive level asks new and more
complex questions of the horse and rider
both and hence you must base your decision
to move up on how well prepared you and the
horse are in answering these new questions.
Novice to Training is not a big step if you
have a horse with enough stride and scope and
the rider is fairly athletic. But, just because you
have won every novice event you entered does
not mean you are ready for Training level. First,
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eecting on
Clinics
Nad Noon
I have come to realize that without someone
knowledgeable and positive that we trust on
the ground, we sell ourselves short in how we
train and ride our horses. Let me explain.
On a day-to-day basis we tend to be too
conservative in three areas. First, we dont
set a high enough standard for our selves in
our riding and we do so by practicing easy
things only and dont risk failure and damage to
our ego. Secondly, we dont really improve our
horses like we should because it is much easier
to practice the things that are easy and make
us feel good. We might not know what needs
improvement. Thirdly, even if we do know
what needs to be tackled, we lack the courage
to open up a can of worms that we might not
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I think the
biggest stumbling
block in the path of
good horsemanship
is our ego.
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he Winter Jumping
Session
Nad Noon
The thrill and the drama of the eventing season is over, despite your best efforts to prolong it.
The family nally put their foot down on the idea
of a Thanksgiving trip to the Pine Top Horse Trials. They just would not buy the fact that the truck
stop on the Tennessee border is a good place to
eat Thanksgiving dinner and, no, they did not
enjoy it that much the last year.
So now what do you do? Well, it is time to
recap and recount how you did (and I dont mean
how many ribbons and goodies you have coming
your way at the annual banquet) but to realistically
evaluate your performance.
Start by recounting the goals you had set for
your partnership at the beginning of the season
and then weigh your performance in that light. (It
would be ideal if you could do this in the company of your trusted and esteemed instructor.)
Personally, I keep a running count of what I want
to improve and keep a daily log of what I do with
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my horses. This can be very helpful in eliminating the emotional factor from our evaluations.
Start by describing your horses jumping
and general way of going in the cross-country
phase. Then add in the stadium phase, rst at
the start of the season, and then at the end of
it. Do the same start and end for each of
the other two phases. The comparison should
give you a good idea of what you have accomplished and what still needs improvement in
regard to your riding and the horses training..
It is a good idea to confer with a knowledgable
observer to see if they agree with your observations.
Generally speaking, as an instructor I
usually focus on the competition-related issues during and immediately proceeding the
competition season. This includes things like
practicing appropriate speed over jumps, riding
The Quotes
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Keep that Unicorns horn pointed where you want him to go.
Nad: Oh shit...I need to quit saying Oh shit.
Jayne (over a jump): Oh shit.
Nad: Oh no, now I have Jayne saying Oh shit
Shannon: No worries this is Adult Riders. We can cuss.
Put your foot on the gas pedal and keep your hands on the steering wheel.
If the gas not on, the stearing wheel does not work!
Consistency! Steady rhythm. Always keep lines of communication open.
NEVER become disconnected!
You cannot ride scared, if you ride scared that is when something goes wrong. If you are
worried about jumping something let me know and we can talk about it - that does not
mean you are not going to have to jump it.
Ride the horse, not the history!
Ride like you stole the horse!
Did you cluck? Dont do that.
Riders on Sunday at a two-day clinic: Wheres our warmup?
Nad: You warmed up yesterday.
I am ready to be impressed.
Stop looking down! Are you looking for a place to land?
OHHH S***!
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One time at Flying Cross Farm, Nad sent my horse and I to jump a decent-sized pair
of houses on a wooded path (In my memory they are at least prelim fences, but memory
and time tend to inate fence sizes). I cantered off without realizing exactly how large
those houses were until we were a few strides out. Im not sure who refused rst, but my
horse and I were in total agreement that we absolutely were not jumping those fences.
I rode back to Nad and said I didnt think my horse could jump those fences even if
I wanted to, which I did not. Nad responded, You can always tell me that you dont feel
comfortable jumping a fence or that you dont want to do something ... [I vividly remember that half second feeling of surprise and relief. He wasnt going to make me do
it! I was going to get away with not doing those jumps!] But of course I wasnt getting
away with anything. He continued, ...but you presented those fences, so now you have
to jump them. Even if you dont jump them both, you at least have to do the rst one.
I steeled my nerves, suppressed a strong urge to vomit, andAMAZINGLYwe
cleared not just one but both of those fences! To this day, that may be one of my proudest moments on horseback. This is not just a funny story to me (although so many Nad
stories are funny ones), it is a story about how Nad got me to do the things that I didnt
think I could do. And that is what makes a trainer a great trainer. And the willingness to
do what we think or fear we cannot is what makes eventers eventers.
Lura Forcum
He was the guy that smiled, waved and said, Hey guys! as he galloped by,
waving with his bum arm that was in a sling. He was the guy that would set up a
grid that made you want to grab mane and close your eyes. He was the guy that
would be a peer to Olympic level riders one weekend, then come ride and coach at
a local schooling show the next. I will miss seeing him buzz around at all the shows,
smile while some gigantic green baby horse was bouncing sideways underneath
him and listening to him with a beer in my hand as he told stories of chariot racing
donkeys and riding wild horses. I hope he found a functioning scooter and herd of
nice horses up there.
Rachael Skirvin
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