Water for mustangs

30 06 2013

Not elephants. Although, as this drought continues, it’s beginning to look a lot like the sere plains of Africa out here.

I call this photo “La Sals, Imagination”:


Whaddya mean you can’t see the mountains … through the smoke? Use your imagination. 🙂 Although Grey/Traveler’s band seems to also be looking for the mountains, they were watching Chrome’s band walking toward them on their way to the water catchment.

Smoke from this fire – way, way, way east of here – apparently has drifted into New Mexico then blown back north and west into Colorado. But it’s not the only fire burning in the region.

Earlier, Grey/Traveler’s band had been drinking at the water catchment’s trough:


Maia, clearly at her leisure, worried me; I thought the worst, that the storage tank had drained and the trough was empty, and she was waiting for someone to come fill it, darnit!

Not to fear.

Water trough at the catchment in Spring Creek Basin, looking toward the road.

The trough was full of water. Whew. (The big green tank is the storage tank that holds water from either rain or snow or direct-fill.)

Because of the drought, BLM has been checking to ensure that the horses have enough water sources, and we – National Mustang Association/Colorado – recently got the green light to deliver a load of water – 4,000 gallons – to the catchment tank. Donors and silent-auction-item buyers at the Pati Temple Memorial Benefit Bash, this is the first use of the money you helped us raise! Interestingly, the area of the catchment is used primarily by Chrome’s band and rarely by other bands. But some other bands have started to find the water – and the good forage in this area. Water is a good way to disperse the horses’ grazing and get them to use under-used areas.


Chrome’s band at the catchment trough, drinking clean water. This is an important water source because it’s the only clean source of water in the basin. The others are high in alkalinity and salt because of the basin’s soils. The dusky, hazy color cast is because of the smoke.

The temperature hit 110 degrees Friday. On Thursday, the high was 108. Smoke, wind, heat, zero moisture = ugh.

Cecil Foster, owner of Foster’s Water, to the rescue.


The storage tank is about 15 feet tall, so Cecil brings his ladder to access the hatch at the top. At right is the hose from his water truck.


Seen here are his water truck, the hose to the tank and the water trough in the background at right.


Thanks, Cecil! He also donated a load of water for the benefit’s silent auction. Cecil is a super nice man, and a friend of the mustangs of Spring Creek Basin.

Thank you, NMA/CO, for the delivery of water to the mustangs!

Always blue beauty

25 06 2013


Master Kwana just gets more and more handsome! He’s in this gorgeous warm-brown grey phase. Any color would go well with those lovely eyes!

Kwana & mama

8 06 2013

Terra and Kwana

Kwana gives mama Terra a baby-schnuzzle. Isn’t he the cutest thing going? I can’t believe his eyes still are blue!

Still blue

20 05 2013

Kwana eating greasewood; Winona behind him.

Kwana, 9 months old, still has blue eyes. Here, he’s feasting on scrumptious greasewood with “auntie” Winona behind him. Even with grass all around, they do love the greasewood.


6 04 2013

Kwana in the last light.

If you haven’t noticed, I love shooting toward the sun – all the better when a mustang comes between us!

Handsome baby Kwana glows in the last light of the day.


Happy birthdays to my departed Fredy, to Ze (named for Fredy (registered name)), to my dad’s cousin Lois Ann and my mom’s Aunt Norma.


No births yet in Spring Creek Basin. 🙂

Let’s go that way

5 04 2013

Chrome and Terra; Duke and Kreacher in the background.

Chrome snakes Terra to follow Kwana toward Winona, who was grazing a little distance away.

The story behind the story involves the dots behind these two in the distance. See them? Way back left of Chrome?

When I first saw those two dots, they were three dots: two grey, one dark (bay): Chrome and Kreacher and Duke. And yes, they’re really about as far away as they appear, so Chrome had left his girls and his boy to have a little man-to-man-to-man chat. I parked not far away and walked out on a trail, and I was sitting on said trail at the moment I pressed the shutter on this shot. I reached his girls and boy before he did.

Kreacher and Duke went on grazing as peacefully as Terra and Kwana and Winona, even after Chrome returned to reassert his “dominance.”

Daddy Chrome & Kwana

11 03 2013

Chrome and son Kwana.


Mama & Kwana

24 02 2013

Terra and her baby boy, Kwana.

Little baby blue eyes had just awakened from a nap. Growing babies need a snack after a nap! Sometimes, babies walk right up to nurse, but other times, they need to convince mamas to allow them to nurse. And sometimes, it seems just habit because mamas aren’t going anywhere. That was the case here. Terra was grazing a short distance from Winona and Chrome, who had been grazing within feet of napping Kwana. The little mister – as foals do – walked tight around mama’s head, and she’s raising her head to give him room to walk around her.

Kwana nursing from mama Terra.

Happy, content mama and baby.

Mustangs in a row

21 02 2013

Chrome, Winona, Terra and Kwana lined up and looking at the camera!

Not long after Chrome’s band lined up for this portrait, the snow dropped in over the basin! It left exactly no trace of its passing. While the rest of Colorado is getting snow, my fingers are crossed that it doesn’t miss us. That pic sure doesn’t look like February in Colorado, does it?

Blaze’n beauties

12 02 2013

Kwana and Terra right at sunset, corral hill.

Terra and Kwana *right* at sunset. Terra is looking at Chrome, who was down the hill a short distance. Winona was immediately to the right of Kwana.

Lovely mama and son in soft, sweet light.