"I was. I never thought abut getting a folder. This is my first time here to bid. I was here as a spectator before. Let's see what this lot has to offer.....<br/>3 middle age stallions, no real pedigree known. Not my cup of tea. I have seen much better ones without a pedigree."Sean spoke softly as he watch them parade about with a whip guiding them.<br/><br/>"Good eye, Sean." Uncle Jesse spoke as he sat down behind him.<br/><br/>"3 older stallions, all are of decent riding for causal riders. I suggest that a riding ranch would be the ideal place for this lot. What kind of a bid do I have to start this lot? 55 over there....60....62.... 65......do I hear a 70?.. A nice round 70?......" Lone Star started his sing song chant in an attempt to get a higher bid.<br/><br/>"I might bid on the second lot if they are decent looking. 5 mares and a stallion." Sean spoke softly.<br/><br/>The bidding for the first lot was now over and the second one began.<br/>Sean sat up trying to get a good look at the gait of the horses. One did not seem to have a strong gait. It winced from time to time as if it was not happy about the pace that was set for them.<br/><br/>"No... something is not quite right with the one. No mention of it either so what else is being hidden." Sean spoke very much disappointed.