Wow.
When I was a young kid and didn't have a ned (we were poor and lived in town), my parents bought me Riding Annual one Christmas in the 1970s. In it was an article about the discovery of the Pazyrck Warrior Tombs in the Altai Mountains (Mongolia/Kazakhstan), how the horses were slaughtered and buried (article said the dead horses were all old knackered ones, the people weren't silly enough to kill the prized healthy ones!) with their owners' body, the magnificent jewelled embroidered saddle clothes, snaffle bits, no stirrups, wooden framed saddles, oats for feeding, and then how the modern Mongolian/Kazakh nomad of that region uses the same tack, and lives in the round white tents called gers.
No photos, just line drawings. Somehow it conjured up wonderful images in my brain which stayed there ever since and I resolved to get to the Altai mountains for myself one day, meet the modern nomads, see the descendents of these warrior horses, etc. Finally made it in 2009 aged 40-something and it was absolutely the trip of a lifetime for many many reasons.