A big group of horses had gone into a twisty, deepish arroyo toward the end of the day to drink. They were nice and orderly and calm and occupied different bends of the arroyo according to band.
From out of nowhere (OK, from above us at the top of the ridge to the east), Maiku came barreling down the slope like a bullet. I’m not sure what prompted such an impassioned reaction, but he was focused!
His encounter didn’t last long, and pretty soon, he was galloping back up the ridge to his band.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 
Small but MIGHTY!!
Sure ’nuff. 🙂
Love those pintos!
😉
Beautiful photo of Maiku in motion, TJ! Always the handsome, engaged, elegant leiutenant. Love him.
He was taking his duties ultra-seriously just then!
Sorry but I’m prejudice- he get’s my vote every time !
I knew you’d like this shot of Mr. Maiku! 🙂