Faces

25 01 2011

Mustangs are subject to many hardships, from which they have evolved and for which they have adapted, but they seem to universally share one pure delight: Eating snow.

Jif, Hayden and Chrome grazed, napped, blissed out on the divineness of snow … Yonder, about the region behind Hayden’s forehead and ears, is where Seven’s band later appeared. Kreacher, Raven and Kootenai were down in the valley to the right. Two Boots and Rio were independently grazing a drainage away to the left. (And I’m not sure why they were so distant … not a one of them seemed at all worried. Two Boots did eventually lead Rio across the drainage and at least onto the hill below where Chrome, Jif and Hayden were, but they took their time moseying on to the next. I’ll have pix of them in a future post.)

Ignore for a moment his rather goofy pose … Long-time readers may recognize it as something fairly peculiar to him, which he has been doing all his life.

This young man does enjoy the sunshine on his flame-colored face!

Awake and looking for mama.

With stepdaddy Chrome …

With mama Jif.

How handsome is he, this son of Grey/Traveler?

Lovely Jif. Pretty, delicate face, stout, feathery legs.

Blissed out on snow …

Sleepy in the sunshine …

The best place for her icy treat was apparently just down the hill from where I was reclining (I did my best to leave an angel for them, but the snow was too crusty!), above the deeper little cut through the drainage.

Beautifully wild

Hayden made some great faces!

I just adore him. 🙂

Even normally stoic Chrome got in on the fun!

Their reputations as wild, fierce stallions of the West would be ruined if people knew how languorously giddy they are about eating snow – such a simple pleasure … err … oops. 😉

Jif up the hill.





Places

23 01 2011

The seasonal shuffling has begun. I’m a little surprised at the timing and two of the horses involved, but it’s one of those things that keep me guessing and wondering – and learning.

Though it is seemingly easier to spot horses against snow, I find it more difficult to make long-distance identifications against the glare. In the dry (non-snow) months, I look for our grey horses as clues to “there they are!” In the snow months, I look for the dark horses … but because of the glare, sometimes even the greys look dark against the snow – or sometimes are nearly invisible, depending on their shade! And though the basin is fairly “flat” compared with some herd areas I’ve visited, the horses can “hide” in plain sight depending on your vantage point.

Early in my visit this week, I spotted some horses in an area where I’ve been seeing horses each visit (also, interestingly, where I rarely see horses in the non-snow months, which makes me think they take advantage of the snow – moisture – to graze the area, which doesn’t have a close water source otherwise). But because of distance and glare and a tree-filled drainage and curve of a hill, I couldn’t see colors or even be sure I saw all the horses. One of the horses was a distance from the others, and it looked like Kootenai – but seemingly alone. Though I watched for several minutes, and the horse turned and grazed and walked a few steps and stood still, no other horses came into view nearby.

To set up the scene for what I saw next, let me retreat to my entrance into the basin, very soon after which, I saw most of Steeldust’s band in the area of a small pond. I couldn’t see them all because of hills (they were close enough to ID without the aid of binoculars) – in fact, in passing, I first thought it was Raven and Corona who caught my eye before I stopped and backed down the snowy hill. But it was dark-coated Storm and Alpha and Steeldust … and Butch … and Luna and Gideon … Mahogany … Aspen … and I didn’t see the others (Sundance and Mouse). I’ve seen them on all my recent visits, and the day was warm (33F), so I decided to drive a littlefarther in for a look before making a decision to stay or go on the soft and melting snow.

Fast forward past the sighting of the horses I mentioned above to the hill past the catchment, where I always stop for a good vantage to glass a wide portion of the basin. And down in the flats, running from west (where I’d originally seen them) to east, Steeldust’s band – mostly – led by … what’s this?! Corona!

Although I’d initially thought I saw Corona out of the corner of my eye, after I stopped the Jeep, I ID’d Alpha with certainty … but I can’t tell you that I didn’t see Corona because I just don’t know – but I didn’t see her after I stopped to look.

Storm followed Corona closely, and they were followed closely by mama Alpha and Steeldust … then, a few “lengths” back, Butch, Gideon and mama Luna trotting up the rear. I scanned behind them for Mahogany and Co. … but the scenery was clear of horses, all the way back to the area of the pond from which they’d come. I didn’t know it then, but later, right before I left, I spotted Mahogany and Sundance, Aspen and Mouse far to the northeast! And there’s the second split of the day for you. This split is not too surprising; they’ve been hanging out not far – but not close – to the main band (Luna’s band, truth be told) – for a while now.

Storm’s interest in Corona was seemingly friendly and polite – and clearly fresh. But how fresh … especially if I had, indeed, seen Kootenai where I did, quite a distance to the south – and invisible from the horses now with Corona? And my impression was that the band didn’t follow Corona as much as they followed one of their own – Storm – who followed Corona.

They stopped before a line of low hills below part of the road … and Corona angled off and started heading toward the road below the hill I was on. She stopped … resumed walking … stopped … resumed walking … The other horses – including Storm, stayed in a group where they had stopped and after a few minutes started grazing.

I walked out to get a better look at Corona, who eventually stopped on the road at a manure pile that she sniffed with apparently some interest. Then she cocked a hind leg and stood. I didn’t see any injuries – hadn’t seen any indication of a limp. When I was in a position that put semi-dark hills behind her, I could see by her puffs of breath that she was still breathing more rapidly than I’d have expected – not heaving but not the recovered breathing I thought she’d show … although the snow was not nearly as light and flaky as previous visits. It had a crust to the top that made walking a chore, though it was only about fetlock deep or so.

She seemed to see the horses out on the hill that I hadn’t yet identified, but I knew she couldn’t see the horse I thought was Kootenai – with her mother Raven in Kreacher’s band – from her position. I couldn’t see them from where I was, either. For whatever reason, she seemed content to stand on the road, and I eventually became concerned that I was blocking the direction she wanted to go – and that the softening snow might present difficulty to drive back out (it didn’t) – so I decided to leave her to her journey, whatever it might be.

She’s on the road there, though it’s hard to tell.

On the road standing next to the manure pile she found. It did look fairly fresh, though which horse dropped it, I don’t know – though perhaps she did?!

Still on the road …

What a view she has!

This was about the point when I left her. She had moved just off the road and was grazing here and there. I couldn’t see her puffs of breath anymore, she seemed very relaxed, and I want to emphasize that she never did look stressed, it was just something I noticed and couldn’t explain. She couldn’t have been running with Steeldust’s long given the short time interval between when I’d first seen them (whether she was with them then or not) and drive to where I’d stopped and seen the other horses, then out to where I saw her, but the snow was rather “grabby,” for lack of a better descriptor (!). It made me huff and puff, but I’m not nearly in the shape of the mustangs!

Corona will be 2 on April 29, so she’s very much a youngster. How did she get separated? And for how long? I doubt she got kicked out (yet) … maybe the bands were close … she and Storm got to playing … the bands went their separate ways, and Corona got left behind … decided to dally behind? Maybe it wasn’t Storm at all – or another band. Maybe she just wandered around behind a hill or down in an arroyo … It’s impossible to say how she came to be alone – other than for her. Maybe we’ll yet see her back with her family.

The other separation is one I don’t have a picture of because although I saw the band, I didn’t see Spring with them … and I can’t say she was NOT with them … just that I didn’t SEE her with them, though I watched for quite a long while during the time I spent with Chrome’s – which was the band on the hill I saw originally – above Kreacher’s band, with Raven and Kootenai.

I left the interior basin and drove around to hike in to the horses on the hill – and happily found them to be Chrome’s. I saw that it was, indeed, Kreacher’s band below them, and I had been hanging out with Chrome’s in the snow for a little while before I spotted another horse farther north – in Corona’s direction (I never did see Corona from this vantage, though if she’d been on the road, I should have).

Sizing this for the blog has made him even more difficult to see than in the original image file, but there’s the dark back of a horse about dead-center in the frame. Hook’s band had been hanging out in this general area, and I first thought it might be Pinon’s back.

But this was the first horse to come into full view, and again it’s hard to tell from this compressed file, but Roja made the band’s identification a snap!

There’s Seven, Mona and Shane almost hidden.

Seven closest, Ze behind the woody shrub, Roja in front of him, and Mona and Shane at left. I did positively ID Shane by her face markings and hind socks.

Roja at right, Ze in the middle, Mona and Shane at left. The other horses grazed around, but Shane napped standing up where she’s pictured there for quite a while. I wondered whether Spring was possibly down to the left. I wasn’t yet sure when I took this picture that the dark horse was Ze. He was born bay and is going grey but very subtly. Spring is dark bay (like Liberty), and I think she is, in fact, bay. I never saw two dark horses at the same time … though I can’t with conviction say that the dark horse I saw at any particular time was always Ze. The image compression makes him just look like a solid dark blob, but I was pretty sure it was Ze … and then he finally peed, and his identity was confirmed. 🙂 Do you see the line of dirt in front of the horses? That’s the top edge of a little arroyo that they started crossing to the right (coming to the near side or toward the camera). Do you also see the edge of the little “hill” in front of Shane, who was also standing in a little arroyo or drainage? That was a little lower area, choked with (probably) greasewood, and it was hard to see into it. The horse I later ID’d as Ze went in – disappeared – reappeared as he grazed his way out …

You can be sure I’ll be looking specifically for Spring in future visits.

One more:

Jif in the foreground (and yikes – I should have shifted to hide the manure pile visible “under” her chin!), Kootenai looking at us in the background, and you can just see Raven’s back. They likely would have been out of sight of Seven’s band.

Always a surprise around the bend …





Meaning

22 01 2011

We seek meaning in things around us … how long has mankind been seeking the meaning of life?

Does meaning have to exist to cause emotion?

Does language always demand a literal translation?

Human beings like to communicate – you, reader, are proof. 🙂

Does language require words?

What do you understand …?

What if all the inhabitants of this planet could understand?

Would we love more and hate less?

And we call them “dumb” animals … Oh, how words fail us.





Content

19 12 2010

Rio  was following mama Two Boots (that’s her tail at left), paused to check out Chrome, who raised his head up over Rio’s head and neck when he walked right in front of him – then stopped. Solid Chrome just let his chin rest on Rio’s back and continued his nap. I love these little moments that show stallions  involved with their families – not just fighters or stand-offish protectors. Later, with Hollywood’s band, they were grazing around … then I noticed Piedra had stopped grazing and walked back to where Hollywood was standing to nap with him. Companionable in close proximity. Pretty soon, the others came back and gathered close for a group nap. Comanche’s – very nearby – also stopped to nap. The funniest thing was at one point watching them start to raise and turn their heads to look up the hill – out to my left. Sage appeared over the hill, looking at ME … I was singing Christmas carols while they napped, and he came to investigate. 🙂 Have you noticed that “Silent Night” has a lullaby quality?

Jif and Chrome, sharing their own companionable nap.

Two Boots taking a break from grazing to give Rio a snack.

Handsome Hayden napped a short distance away during most of my visit. Such a quiet, laid back boy. Like his stepdaddy, not much seems to ruffle him.





Landscapes

18 10 2010

Jif pauses in her grazing to look … I think she was looking at or for Cinch and Liberty. I couldn’t see them, but we all knew they were there. I love the way she seems to be surveying her home.

Just about every landscape looks better with a horse in the foreground! The pyramid-shaped feature is McKenna Peak, and that’s the unnamed promontory behind and to the right.

While those two pix featured the same horse, the next three feature the same feature …

Hannah

Pinon

Hook

Do you know the land feature behind them in each pic? These were all taken immediately before sunset, and that’s Brumley Point, out on the southeastern border of the herd area. I know a Brumley (her married name is different), and she’s one heck of a wonderful lady – her husband’s pretty nice, too! I wish I knew a McKenna (McKenna Peak, McKenna Peak Wilderness Study Area) … it’s just another connection, another piece of the history of this land and its inhabitants.

The near hill is Flat Top, and the one behind it (that you may or may not know is a separate hill) is Round Top. The very far ridge at the horizon is not part of the herd area. End of the day … the sun has set … Look closely – see them? The white “dots” are nooooooottt mountain goats! That’s Grey/Traveler and Houdini, and behind them are Terra and Gemma. Every landscape …

And just before I took that picture, I took this one:

Do you see the pillar of light?

Every landscape is magic that harbors mustangs!





From a day

18 09 2010

The horses were at significant distances from the roads lately, possibly because of the activity going on – ponds getting dug out! Because two of the three ponds on the priority list filled up with water from the rain this summer, BLM looked outside the box and had the two dry ponds dug out – as well as the one dry pond on the list. The two “extra” ponds were still a little wet – in fact, the first one the BLM dozer guy dug out now actually has a little water in it from last week’s rain! And the other dry pond had gotten wet and muddy from a previous rain, and that one, the dozer guy eventually had to abandon – possibly for later – because it was still pretty wet and he had concerns about getting stuck. But it’s deeper than it was, and we’re dry again, so more rain could come at any timely moment for us!

This pond is right off the road in the eastern part of the basin. In the distance you can see the boundary ridge with the unnamed promontory and McKenna Peak (the “pyramid” sticking up behind the treed ridge, which is part of what I call Lizard Mesa).

Wider view …

Pushing sticky wet dirt/mud up the bank …

Farther east and a bit south of the previous pond, this area is called “sorrel flats.” It was on the original list of ponds to be dug out.

This is the pond up in the northwest part of the herd area. It rarely holds water and usually briefly, but of course, now that it’s on the list (anchoring the fifth and last spot), it has water – and for weeks. It’s very shallow – you can see the vegetation sticking up – but water in that area encourages the horses to use that area. Very pretty back  there – and great views of most of the basin!

While the dozer was out, the operator smoothed some of our “rough edges,” aka arroyos that were in need of “smoothing”! This one is near sorrel flats and had become a “drainage hole” with just a Jeep-size squeezable slot to drive through (ask me how I know – there’s an arroyo crossing I call “the squish” because it’s almost always a little wet and muddy; this arroyo was in danger of becoming “the squeeze” … and then impassable!). We appreciate the extra work. 🙂

And of course, we did see some horses …

Grey/Traveler napping with his girls … (Gemma is being shy)

There’s mama Houdini and lovely girl Gemma.

Very near the first pond that was dug out (a couple of weeks ago). It was dug out deep enough, and the water is still shallow enough, that we couldn’t see it, but Hollywood’s band knew it was there – and took advantage!

We also saw Liberty and Cinch just off the road.

He trotted with her a short distance away …

… then stopped and watched again. I’m not sure what he’s looking at here, but Liberty is clearly very much at ease with him.

We also spotted these boys – Twister and Cuatro – WAY on the other side of the basin from where they were last week – and minus Duke.

Two Boots and baby Rio in the shade of Filly Peak. Driving up, I almost didn’t see them because of the glare. Chrome didn’t move too much – he’s a fair distance to the left.

Hayden and his mama, Jif.

Wonderful day – full of sunshine and good spirits … and a few tears. Glad to see the ponds dug out. Now we just need them full!





On the way

19 07 2010

Chrome’s band were camouflaged among the rocks and trees on the flank of Filly Peak when the fire management officer and I arrived in the basin last week to check the status of the tree fire. We stopped quite a distance away to allow Jif to see us, recognize us, do what she was going to do. She had been very comfortable with visitors, but about a month or two ago now, that changed, and she’s quite concerned with vehicles …

They did run down the hill and gathered –  and stopped – right above the road. I had thought she’d take them at least out into the open – across the road – but just down from the confines of the rocks and trees and “nowhere to go,” she was perfectly content. When it was apparent they were going back to grazing and were calm and relaxed, on we drove, not even raising dust with the cautiousness of our forward-creep.

Respectful visitors get a view like this! Relaxed alpha-mom Jif and her big boy Hayden. Shot through the passenger window.

Cuatro greeting big-stepdaddy Chrome near little bro Rio and mama Two Boots. We got shade under what I think was the last big cloud of the day.

Chrome’s band? Misnomer. What I really mean to say is Jif’s band!

No disrespect, big guy. You’re a fabulous band stallion! 🙂

We saw a few other bands from a distance, but nobody else close until we got to this “exotic” band, just before we stopped to hike up to the tree:

Almost looks like they’re still shedding a bit, eh? As hot as it is! There were at least five pronghorn in this group, including a buck. I rarely see pronghorn antelope in the basin, and when I do, they’re almost always single, so this was a big group!

Always something of interest through the trees, around the bend, over the hill. Magic of discovery. 🙂





First light

13 07 2010

The morning I found the fire, I found something else first: mountain-goat ponies!

Chrome’s band up on the high western boundary. They are the one band hanging around somewhat consistently in this area within proximity of the water catchment. I hope at least a couple of other bands are taking advantage of the good water; I’ve seen Kreacher’s and Grey/Traveler’s in the region.

Jif as sentinel. Love her color in that early morning light with the earth of her home reflecting up at her, her reflecting it out … love it. Anybody taking bets on the belly? If she foals in August or very early September, Grey bred her before Chrome stole her … Otherwise, it will be Chrome’s baby – possibly his first?!

Two Boots and Rio at the top of the world. It really does fall off in rimrock cliffs that form the westering boundary of the basin … but not TOO close …!

Love this little mister!

Disappointment Valley stretches out and away beyond Chrome, Rio and Two Boots. Spring Creek Basin is tucked into a little paradise at the valley’s eastern edge. This is looking sort of north-northwest.

Looking more westerly over the valley. This is what happens when you “bandolier” your camera and your hip fires shots without your consent – or help with composition! Quite a fall from the rimrock here. Toward the lower center, you can kind of make out the road to the basin that crosses private ranch land.





Ode to brothers

11 07 2010

Lippy little boys like to chew on things. Mom will do, but moms get annoyed, and you don’t want to upset the flank that feeds you. So siblings do even better … until they decide enough is enough and are always coming after YOU.

Rio and Cuatro were standing head to head when I first saw the band, some distance away from Two Boots and closest to Chrome, playing gently with each other. Even big brothers know you have to be gentle with baby. Then they turned their attention on Hayden – well, Cuatro did, and Rio stuck right to his side.

Hayden decided the best maneuver is “escape,” so he’s trying to walk away (and he may realize that Cuatro has something of a “shield” now in the form of baby Rio). See Rio’s legs and tip of his ear on the other side of Cuatro?

“See, kid, this is how ya do it, give ‘im a big bite right in the stifle.”

“Whoa, little bro – time to stop! See, ma’am, we were just horsin’ around …”

And there you have it, the most fearsome creature known to little boys – horses or humans: Alpha Mare/Mom! 🙂

And then little boys who can go to find their own comforting mamas, always willing to welcome them.

“The end.” 🙂

Well, one more:

Rio and Cuatro

Love these boys. 🙂





One tree, multi-shading

2 07 2010

Chrome and his family were finding a little refuge from the gnats under a juniper when I arrived this week. The ever-present breeze helps some, too.

Very nearby, Two Boots and Rio.

The gang’s all there. What a cool tree, eh?