Csikós

The csikós is the mounted horse-herdsman of Hungary. The csikós tradition is closely associated with the Hungarian puszta, in recent times particularly in the environs of Debrecen and Hortobágy National Park, and in the Hortobágy National Park. It is also closely linked to the Nonius breed of horse, for which one of the two principal breeding centres is the Máta Stud, some 3 kilometres from Hortobágy.

See also

  • Betyárs
  • Gulyás (herdsman)
  • Hajduk (soldiers)

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    Csikos (disambiguation)

    Csikos may refer to:

  • Emily Csikos, Canadian water polo player
  • John Csikos, Canada men's national water polo team coach
  • Gábor Csíkos, actor in The Hunchback
  • Mihály Csikós, a Hungarian sportsman participating in 1938 Wimbledon Championships - Men's Singles
  • Csikos Post, a galop by Hermann Necke
  • Béla Csikos-Sessia, the Hungarian version name for Croatian painter Bela Čikoš Sesija
  • Csikós court, at Buda Castle
  • A Csikós, a Hungarian film by Sándor Góth
  • Csikós, the horseman of the Hungarian puszta
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