Seven’s

21 03 2011

By the time I got to Bruiser, at least, Seven’s had become aware of me, and they watched the watching. I decided to go back and see if they’d allow a little visit before I headed back around the hill.

Mona is looking a little poorly, but hopefully she’ll rebound quickly. Shane, seen between her and Seven, looks great. Ze at right.

Roja in view … You can see that Ze is definitely going to be grey.

Daddy Seven with son Ze, 2 in just 2.5 weeks, and stepdaughter Shane, who is right at 6 months.

He looks so big next to mama. Ze and his sister, Spring, were born in early April, but Seven breeding Roja in June last year should indicate a May baby this year.

How handsome is Mr. Seven? They weren’t too interested in a long visit, so I hit a pony trail that took me up onto a ridge below Round Top. When I looked back, they were back to grazing.

I ended up going all the way around Round Top! It’s not a very big hill, really, though it stands out in the basin as looking like a giant flying saucer from the interior accessible by road. I just like saying I walked all the way around the hill. 🙂 I don’t know where Chrome’s were then, but the next day, they were on the northeast side of Round Top, right near where I walked ’round.





Spring, spotted

3 02 2011

Across the basin or across another coupla-few months? Well, it was feeling like March here lately, until the storm that blasted most of the country and left us with just a skiff of new snow and much colder temps.

This was as close as I got to them, and “this” was not close to where I left the Jeep.

When I entered the basin this morning on frozen ground, it was a balmy 8 degrees. When I decided the thawing mud I was avoiding wasn’t going to be limited to where I was walking, I drove out on “soft” ground … The Jeep’s outside temperature gauge read a downright tropical 26 degrees.

So it’s really hard to see in the pic, but Spring’s with Bruiser! He’s been alone for a while, and I hadn’t seen him for a while, so I suppose it’s only fitting that I find them together (only fitting in human terms).

Very nearby:

Fairly far east of where they were last week – Seven’s band. From left: Seven, Roja, Ze, Shane and Mona (in a fairly straight line across the bottom of the photo).

I also some some other elusive creatures I was happy to spot (though I’ve seen them since I last saw Bruiser): Duke, Twister and Cuatro. Still together and fairly close to Kreacher’s band.

And I got to this spot because I had seen two dark horses beyond a hill and through some trees … but it wasn’t who I thought it might be (though I later saw those horses, too). 😉

I thought it would be a longer trip, but as fast as it warmed up, I really did not want to get stuck in the mud! I did see a number of bands from the interior and had a nice hike and quiet visit with the horses I did walk out to. We have more chance for snow this weekend. I almost hate to wish for it when so much of the country has been slammed (including my brother in the Chicago area and uncle/aunt/cousins in Ohio), but we could sure use some more snow!





Worth the walk

2 02 2011

After some “heavy” stuff, some more pix from last week’s visit. No one figured out what band surprised me on the backside of Filly Peak with Kreacher’s? With the member I didn’t see the previous week?

How about now?

Seven’s band. From left: Roja, Shane, Ze, Mona and Seven. Definitely missing almost-yearling Spring. I’m hopeful she’s with another band.

I used this with the previous post. That’s Seven and stepdaughter Shane. She’s doing quite well.

Roja and Ze, who will be 2 this year.

Mona. How’s that for a gorgeous background?

Mona and Seven. This was a wonderful, quiet visit with this band, normally so wary.

Handsome!

Seven watched me very carefully in the beginning, but even Roja didn’t seem worried.

Beautiful boy.

My favorite. I like Mona’s and Ze’s and Shane’s faces lined up, Seven calmly watching over them.

What a wonderful visit!





All together

26 01 2011

When I crested the hill, I saw a light grey horse down the hill … then a dun back … and my first thought was Seven’s.

But then I saw Rio and shifted my identification – to Chrome’s. The hill they were on is cut by tree-lined drainages that run down to a valley, cut by a bigger arroyo fed by drainages from the base of Filly Peak. Chrome, Jif and Hayden were in one drainage. Up across the hill, across another drainage and on the next “hill” were Two Boots and Rio. It’s not unusual for the horses to separate while they graze, and they certainly weren’t worried.

I couldn’t seem to capture on digital memory the 3D look the scene had in reality, with the backlit shine and country stretching out behind them.

Sweet ponies.

Chrome striking a handsome pose while he watches Two Boots and Rio come across to the hill he’s on.

Mr. Handsome

Chrome got a little miffed when Hayden tried to share his grazing. Hayden’s feelings weren’t hurt, but he did finally leave stepdaddy to his treat.

Jif watching Two Boots and Rio.

Down the hill …

Hi, sweet mama!

I liked their faces …

Rio in the foreground … Seven, Roja, Mona and Shane are in the background.

I just like this one, peace, light, a little breeze, mountains, calm … beautiful.





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 …





Sun(light) & moon(rise)

20 11 2010

Watchful Roja

Spring

Swelling moon, up around 3:30 p.m., I think

Handsome Seven, chatting with Hook (you can barely see his tail through the tree at lower right)

Sweet Shane, nearly gave me a heart attack when I didn’t see her at first, from a distance

Did I mention Hook’s band was very nearby? Just a bit of snow left from the last storm … and we’re expecting more this weekend …

Mona and Shane and purple mountain majesty

They had stopped so Shane could have a snack; meanwhile, I took in the scenery!





Three of Seven

28 10 2010

Only one place on the planet could these horses call home with a background like that!

Mona and Shane, of course, are these lovely ladies glowing in the glorious light of the end-of-day.

Seven, of course, was never far away.

A very good protector is handsome Seven. You can just see Mona, just below Shane.

I was glad to see Shane looking so big and stout! What a gorgeous day. Indian summer may be over with the advent of “crisper” temperatures, but we had a really fantastic autumn – which I guess isn’t officially over. There’s snow on our La Platas and the San Miguel and the La Sals, which we can see from the basin. Snow from our Monday storm was still lingering on the north side of hills in places on the way to the basin. A wondrous hillside of aspen that was peak gorgeous orangey-gold last week was completely devoid of color today. But blue skies, perfect temperature, perfect breeze – up on a hill, just a whisper of breeze, sun warm as a hug, ponies getting fuzzy? I love this time of year!





Lessons from the herd

12 10 2010

Two fathers met in a wide valley and thought to meet with a swagger, each self-assured of his own dominance, while their families occupied themselves nearby – apart.

But then a wee daughter was curious and walked out toward the fray.

The fathers knew to protect the babe above all else – whether she was theirs or another’s.

Swagger dropped. Family men were calmed.

And all because of an innocent babe.

I have to admit I was nervous when I saw Winona walking directly toward Seven (seen at back left) and Comanche (center), who were together in the sniffing-striking posture. But I could see exactly when THEY became aware of her walking to them, and they broke apart, and that’s what you see here. Kestrel is grazing at left, in front of Seven. Cuatro (darker) and Twister are grazing at right. ‘Nona is with her adored stepdaddy, Comanche, center. Seven hung around just a little bit as if to say, well, I’m not afraid of you, and don’t take this as me backing down, but there are children present after all … then returned to his band.

Meanwhile, Bruiser in the foreground, and Spring, Shane, Mona and Ze in the background. The other horses are out farther and to the right.

Baby girl and ‘daddy, heading back to mama. She adores him, as I mentioned … and it’s clear the feeling is mutual. He’s simply a daddy wrapped around four tiny black hooves.

Back with mama, and all is well.

Meanwhile, look who came to visit:

Twister. 🙂 Isn’t he a handsome boy!

How do they know when to posture and when to nurture?

Elder … Not challenging, just watching Seven’s in the distance. This is what I was aiming at when Comanche then walked past, resulting in the photo a couple of posts earlier.

Followed by Winona and Kestrel.

Seven watching in return …

How astonishing are they?!

It seems to me you could illustrate a whole book on how humans *ought* to interact with each other and treat each other with photos – lessons – “from the herd” … Much like Cowboy Ethics, a collaboration by photographer David Stoecklein and writer James Owen.

Defend your family.

Children above all else.

Know when to walk away.

Be curious.

Know the land beneath your feet.

Learn from and respect your elders.

Live in the moment.

Share.

What else?





Wordless (almost)

9 10 2010

Mona and Shane

Raven, Corona and Kootenai

Seven’s band

Ze, Shane and Mona

Worth going in the fall?





Mona and Shane

3 10 2010

Blessings come in small packages and golden light, mothers and daughters, quiet breezes and autumn grasses.

This was an evening I don’t even have words for. Absolute perfection. Kreacher was nearby, with Raven, Corona and Kootenai, watching his daughter – does he know? Mona watched them back, as Seven defended them – his now. I don’t think Kootenai will be able to lure them back … and Kreacher was wise (my opinion) not to challenge Seven.

They only watched …

I see curiosity here … what more? Do they know?? What are they thinking?

It is interesting to note that although Roja definitely is (still) alpha mare in Seven’s band, Mona clearly led them here – to where Kreacher’s band was grazing – back across the basin, east to west now. She led them to water first – where she and Raven and Kootenai went first upon stepping hooves on Spring Creek Basin soil – and I’m not sure when she realized Kreacher’s band was there, but I know she went closer when she did – for sure – know.