Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Home today to just catch my breath! As I take breaks from what I *have* to do … I’ll try to get more pix posted, including more of Tif’ boys Asher and Ze!

In the meantime, here’s a post I never published from a couple of weeks ago.

Wednesday was an awesome day, and I didn’t take a single pic until the end. We have a new herd manager, and he’s as awesome as the folks who hired him. We met him at the roundup, but I didn’t have much chance to talk to him then. True to my threat – err, promise – I kidnapped him into the basin for nearly the whole day. I think he wasn’t even too upset that I kept him longer than he had said he had time to be there. At the end of the day, Grey/Traveler’s band kept us a little longer (it was all the horses’ doing!), spread across the road, which meant stopping and just admiring.

First rule of the basin: Take no agenda, set no expectations.

He did laugh initially when I told him the horses and their basin home are magic – I’m certain it was the (shared) laughter of understanding there at the end!

After I saw him away, I went back – the siren call of the mustangs. Who can resist, really? If you think I can, you must be new here!

Alegre (near) and Houdini, grazing together. Both alpha mares, I have seen them comfortable together but not particularly close. This evening, they shared very companionable space.

Golden Gaia in the last of the light.

The shadow cast by Filly Peak had already consumed most of the flats – and slipped over Grey/Traveler and Corona, who were grazing out a bit farther from these girls.

Could have sat there all night …

It wasn’t long before the shadow found us, too.

See her peeking?

Houdini and Gaia

Gaia crossing as I photographed Alegre …