Bayview Tiniquines is tucked away in a mountain range 3,000 feet up between two huge mountains that reach towards as expansive skyline. The meadow that formed between them is at least 60 acres of flat usable land, with two pastures in the back winding up shallow cliffs, adding another fifteen or twenty acres to the huge farm. The mountains are at such an angle that when the sun is out, Bayview get's a full blasting of it and only when the sun sets does the farm become truely dark.


The entrance way is marked by a large sign staked in grass outside white pasture fences. A gravel driveway runs up between the fencing and huge grass pastures flank the sides. The driveway end in a turn-around, or round, drive with a small parking lot, all still gravel. The first thing you see is a huge New England style barn, which the pasture to the left, when looking at the barn, wraps around. The barn is set up into blocks and has a cross aisleway which houses two tack rooms and two wash racks with rounded corners to avoid spooking, or sneaking up on, other Tiniquines. The stalls are large, the shavings plentiful and the stall frame's are black and silver, with black railing sweeping down from the sides to the perfect height to allow Tiniquine heads to peer over, like a dutch door without a top.


Next to the barn, on the right of it, is a large covered arena with special synthetic footing. A storage shed is to the left of the arena and it is large, full of jumps, carts and driving harnesses, trails obstacles and randoms "spooky" objects like tarps. In front of the shed, in front of the back pasture, between the end of the barn and arena, is a large round pen with sloped railing and solid wood sides with the special synthetic footing. The arena fencing is pipe and inside the huge arena is a fenced off section, with the same white pasture fence creating a twenty foot alley with expensive, imported, specialized footing for sliding reining Tiniquines on.


Behind the covered arena is a huge, open jumping ring with jumps set up all year round. To the right of that is an open dressage ring, letters and all, with mirrors and a board posting all the dressage tests and how to train certain manuvers. Directly behind all of that lays a large cross country course, filled with multiple level jumps. To the right of that lay tons of individual grass turn outs, for stallions and cranky Tiniquines mostly. There are covers, feeders and waterers, with enough space between them to prevent nose to nose touching that it could also be used for quarantine.


The pasture to the right when you drive in continues then is stopped and another pasture begins twelve feet from the other pasture's fence line. This pasture wraps around the back, cutting the pasture to the left when you drive in off. This is the pasture that wraps around into the hilly, rocky area where the younger Tiniquines are released for their first year of life to learn how to handle their little hooves in unsteady terrain.


In front of the barn, behind the round drive, on cement, are many giant railroad ties with lead ropes tied to tie rings. These are the "patience poles", where any Tiniquine can spend as long as they need to to learn some patience in life. Mostly, younger Tiniquines are tied here and, because they are covered, tacked up Tiniquines stand here waiting their turn, rain or shine.


Bayview was established in 2007 with the dream of becoming recognized for their blanket appaloosas, quality facilities and quality shows. They are home to many, many blankets and other natural Tiniquines, be it other patterns, dilutes, duns or dragon wings but the blankets are by far the most prominent in the stables and pastures. Bayview tends to do many deals with Mora Kavou Manor, owned by Jenn, because of her specialization in natural pintaloosa's, seeing as she gets blankets on occassion and they are always pretty. Bayview holds friendships with other Tiniquine owners in high regard, if you don't have a stable business relationship, and friendship, with those who are passionate with the same things you are, you are essentially on your own trying to get by, which is never fun. Plus, friends mean parties. ;]