2) Wood Rail Fencing. Before vinyl came along, the best thing you could get was wood rail. It looks elegant, is very sturdy, it can be painted any color you wish, and it is simple to replace. The only problem is you will be replacing it a lot after the first few years. Cribbers love this type of fencing and eventually it will begin to rot.
3) Split Rail Fencing. When installed correctly this fencing is just as good as wood rail. It is sturdy, looks nice, and is usually a less expensive alternative to #1 and #2. Unfortunately, if it is not put in the right way, it really sucks (case in point: the fencing I have to deal with at the farm). The rails must be fitted correctly or they will fall out ALL THE TIME, it will eventually rot and need to be replaced, and, as with wood rail, cribbers love it.
4) Wire Fencing. There is a variety of wire fencing. High tensile wire, hot tape, poly coated wire, and woven/mesh wire (not recommended, especially for young horses with tiny hooves). Growing up, we always used wire fencing. While the fiber glass posts really stunk, the hot tape was easy to install and our horses stayed in for the most part.
5) Barbed Wire. The fact that I still see this being used for horses is absolutely disgusting. Don’t. Do. It. If you keep horses on your property and there is barbed wire anywhere on the premises your horses will find it and they will make hamburger out of themselves.
All fencing needs to be maintained. Don’t do it once a year. If you check the fence lines visually every day and go over them by hand once a week, you will catch little things before they become big things. If your fence is starting to rot and fall down, replace it. Of course, if you come into managing a barn after the fencing is already in place and has not been properly taken care of for years and there isn’t any money to spend on new fencing, you work with what you have… and keep your fingers crossed that your belgian/halflinger mare (who is to fences what a wrecking ball is to old buildings) doesn’t feel like busting out more than two times a week.
Oh, that Poppy! This is where I found her two months ago... wedged in between two fence lines with no where to go. To get her out I had to move the water trough, back her up as far as I could, and give her a slap on the rump. She jumped out in style and figured out a new way to get out two hours later.