Silver and snow

12 12 2011

And a million other colors, too.

Baby Aurora nuzzles mama Alegre … whose dredlocks grow ever longer. The ends brush over the sage and saltbush when she grazes.

Talk about a splash of color! Against the glare of sunlight and snow, from a distance, she looked as black as ‘Rora.

With sister and mama.

It’s not an easy thing, photographing a wee black girl against a big white world.

Easier to shoot white on white!

Especially sprinkled with a dash of copper color!

Pale girls stand out against far blue hills.

She looks serene but for the settling toss of her mane! Caught a pause while she was rolling.

Isn’t she shiny and gorgeous? Looks so much like daddy Bounce.

Beloved boy is taking excellent care of her …

… of them all.

Silver, shining.





The king

4 12 2011

And a couple of his girls:

Alegre. You’d be able to see the La Sals behind her if it hadn’t been snowing yonder.

Houdini, looking very healthy.

Grey/Traveler with Houdini

He was aged at “aged” at the roundup (up from 17 in 2007 and 10 in 2005). He has the biggest band in the basin (again).

Isn’t she gorgeous?

Isn’t he gorgeous?

🙂





Until shadow crosses

30 11 2011

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 …





Collected

21 11 2011

Another collection of fairly random photos, related only by the horses and the basin.

Chipeta and Puzzle

Puzzle

Grey/Traveler and Houdini

Corona

Mona, Shane and Killian

Closer of Mona and Shane

Shane and Roja

Aspen and Killian

Mona

Aspen

Mona

Enjoy! 🙂





On the hill

30 10 2011

The world is an amazing place, the creatures upon this Earth a wide and incredible variety, the magic they emit some sort of secret we humans don’t seem to be quite in on. It’s hard to think of us humans as part of this magical place … such is the harm we do to it and each other and our fellow creatures.

Sometimes my thoughts lead me to dark places, but how can a body possibly be melancholy faced with …

From high on the north hills of Spring Creek Basin, looking westish-southwestish. That’s Filly Peak in the far distance. Just beyond, the basin drops off over the rimrock edge of the world into the wider Disappointment.

An evening spent with Grey/Traveler’s band. I found a place in the open, in the sunshine, and watched and waited and felt the darkness leave my soul … as always happens …

And from that place – on the hill, in the light – the horses moved around me, in and out of my field of vision, never far away, always aware …

And I saw the color of the light change …

And heard the sound of the air quiver into its end-of-day hum …

As I watched up the hill …

And across the hill …

Caught the filtered softness of light …

And the tiny things out standing in the light …

And the very last hurrah of light …

And never wanted to leave.

Such is the magic, eh?





Traveler’s band

28 09 2011

In 2005, Traveler was aged at 10. In 2007, he was aged at 17. In 2011, he was aged at … “aged.”

In 2005, Traveler lost about half his band to the roundup. In 2007, he lost all his band. In 2011, one daughter went to Canon City (Gemma, with some lameness issues; she has an interested adopter) and one was adopted (Deniz). One daughter (Terra) is with Chrome. He has regained Houdini and Corona and added Alegre (and Aurora) and Gaia. I think somebody forgot to tell the boy how “old” he is. 😉

Alegre and Houdini

Corona, Gaia and Aurora

Corona and Traveler

Traveler and Houdini

Houdini has a story to tell about how she got from Bounce to Traveler – he’s in the same place I found him last week, but Bounce has moved. She seems content … and she’s not talking (to me).





Now

21 09 2011

All the BLM folks have been amazing. I’m not sure whether I should name them because I don’t want them to be targets any more than they already are, but they were excellent in all regards. We couldn’t have done anything that we did – and have done – without them. JD, WW, CC, TR, LA, JG, SB, LB, SW, JJ, MJ, HP, KW, SM, AB … thank you so much for your support and calm and level-headed approach – and for always thinking of the safety of the horses and humans. We appreciate you more than we can possibly express. We’re so grateful to have achieved what we have with your partnership, and we look forward to achieving our future goals with your help.

BLM has plans to re-seed the trapsite area, and that could happen as soon as next week.

Monday, after everything was over and everyone else was gone, I went back to basin.

If you go out looking for horses, be patient, use your binoculars, scan slowly and in seemingly unlikely places – and some of the same – and you will find them.

I saw Aspen almost right away (though I thought initially he was Duke, right in his home territory). Then Seven’s … Then black and grey – Bounce and Alegre?! Horses in trees … and below them … and nearby …

Bounce sticks out here … but he’s not with Alegre – he’s with Houdini. She’s right above the “C” in Creek.

While I was looking at them, I spotted another pair:

Right by the brown guzzler, Chrome and Hayden.

I went back around to where I’d seen horses in the hill, and that’s where the wild magic started to work its healing.

Traveler (back right) with Alegre (grey), Gaia (sorrel) and baby Aurora.

Tenaz and Corona. Tenaz was almost caught … Baylee was caught (she’s awaiting adoption – big, beautiful bay girl), and Storm gave observers a show when he galloped away right past them on the hill above the trapsite.

Watching the pintos …

Left to right: Reya (4), Maiku (1), Puzzle (1) and Chipeta. They’re a long way from “home” territory. Chipeta is the dam of the foal that has now been adopted. We don’t know how they got separated. The helicopter pilot was excellent about not even targeting the horses we asked him not to. That’s why he left the bunch alone when he realized they were with the youngest foal. What a story that foal could tell … I’m not even sure who the horses were that were with Chipeta’s band when the pilot did see the group. So all the pintos (and their hangers-on) are accounted for except stallion Corazon.

Here they are with Ty, who is now dominant over …

Copper, who is sticking with them.

I finally left them to find Seven’s and see whether Mona had had her foal yet. The pilot had seen “the pregnant mare” and of course left her alone. (We did see Kreacher’s band before the roundup even started – they ran across what would later be “the observation hill” with SUNDANCE immediately behind them and Kreacher following (?!). Chrome broke away from his band to follow them … leaving his band separated for quite a while (they were later captured all together). People were camped farther north on that hill at the time … we didn’t see the horses again. I am very eager to find them.

From left: Roja and Killian, Seven, Mona and Shane.

The lone bay turned out to be Aspen.

I also saw Shadow the end of the day Sunday – alone. But if I had to guess in normal circumstances where she might be, she was right there. Wind and Coal came to the trapsite with Iya and Cougar. Have not seen David.





Grey’s girls

7 09 2011

I thought it was hard … it’s worse.

Last week, I had an amazing visit with Grey/Traveler’s band. His daughters are just as incredible as you might think (more). Corona (left), of course, is not his daughter. Gemma is his yearling daughter, and Deniz is his baby girl, and Houdini – right – is their mama.

Their phenomenal daddy, Traveler.

I’m running out of superlatives. 🙂

Deniz and big sister Gemma

Bigger sister Terra and Gemma. They were watching Corona, who was banging at the weird guzzler. Weirdly, Corona was trying to drink from it when she wasn’t pawing at it. These girls were fascinated – and they never tried to drink.

It’s cool to see how Terra’s little sisters take such comfort from her. All of them share an intent alert curiosity that I love.

Gemma and Deniz

Do you love that little muzzle?

And another …





Grey(‘s) girls

9 07 2011

OK, they’re not *all* grey. 🙂 From left: Terra, Corona, Deniz, Gemma and Houdini in back. Terra, Gemma and Deniz are Grey’s and Houdini’s daughters. The black clearly visible on Corona’s legs is mud from Wildcat Spring. Corona is pale, pale, ever-so-pale palomino (genetics she inherits from her sire, Corona, of Sand Wash Basin).

The beloved boy himself. So I’m biased … aren’t you?!





Some to love

27 06 2011

It occurred to me that I wouldn’t get any of these posted if I tried to do them in some kind of order – the always way of it these days – so here are some pix of some horses … Beautiful, all.

Houdini and Deniz.

I’ve been expecting the usual migration westward as the forage and water grows scarce back in the east. One of the two ponds back there is holding pretty steady, though, so several bands are (still) taking advantage of it. Grey/Traveler’s band, however, had made the trip, and I found them at afternoon water in the Wildcat Spring area. There’s enough water there this year – interestingly – that there are some stagnant pockets of it along the wash. I heard the girls (Terra, Gemma and Corona) playing in one such puddle, though I couldn’t get a clear look at them because of the obscuring greasewood on the banks. Mama and baby and Grey were above the arroyo. Deniz is going grey fast, like sister Gemma. She’s a big tall girl, eh?

Baby girls Briosa, left, and Eliana, with Bri’s mama Piedra in the background. Eli’s mama Mahogany was grazing down to the right (a pic is with the “Oppose sterilization” post of a few days ago). I wanted my wide-angle lens for, well, not the first time, I guess, to try to capture some of the beautiful background of the basin “behind” the fillies as they napped.

There’s some of it behind Hollywood, who was, I think, watching Aspen and Sundance, close-ish again. In the near background is part of the north side of the east-west hill, and in the far-ish background (not all the way back) is part of what I call Lizard Mesa.

Eli gives Bri a little post-nap nuzzle. They’re now at the age to be interested in each other. Bri, not quite a month older than Eli, is considerably bigger and stouter.

Sunny little Eliana is just a beautiful little princess of a filly.

Piedra was closest, and after she got up, Bri walked right over for a snack. Eli lingered, though, taking her sweet time walking down the slope, stopping, looking at mama, at stepdaddy (Sundance is Eliana’s sire), at me, back at Bri … before finally going on down for her own lunch. Bri’s a stout little girl, eh? Takes after daddy.

Speaking of daddies, here’s Varoujan with his daddy – Butch.

And with mama.

Kreacher’s band weren’t too far, and I waited for them, too, to mosey their way up to, across and off the road (it was like rush hour out there! 😉 ). This was a horizontally shot image I took through the passenger-side window and cropped into a vertical. I also took the image a post or so back of Apollo looking through his legs horizontally and cropped it vertically. I crop almost all my photos – some more than others.

Heading out of the basin for the evening: Hook’s band. I couldn’t decide between this one and …

… this one. Ponies gilded with light, those hills in the back! The near-ish hills are part of Spring Creek Basin, our northwest hills; the far-ish hills to the sky are outside the basin but still part of Disappointment Valley, basically, the far northeastern edge (the basin is tucked a little lower into the valley’s east-northeastern side). From left: black Sable and grey Twister, hanging with the band; almost yearling Fierro looking toward the camera and dark bay Pinon behind him; grey Ember, bay Hannah and Hook. Ember is due close to any time now.