Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Does any mustang ever have a bad hair day? Or are they always completely perfect, in all their windblown beauty?

Yeah, pretty much the latter. 🙂

Isn’t master Maiku a handsome boy?

Jadi seems to enjoy the view as much as we did! Brumley Point in the background.

Chrome looks back toward another band during a pause in his return to his own band. That’s stately Brumley Point in the background. It straddles the basin’s southeastern boundary.

Our cameras were clicking like crazy as Spring Creek Basin’s own “Fabio” paused like a model in the middle of that stunning background. Cameras belonged to American Wild Horse Preservation Campaign Director Suzanne Roy and Colorado advocate Jen M. They were in the area to visit Mesa Verde National Park’s wild horses, and we were so thrilled to welcome them to Spring Creek Basin to see our own gorgeous mustangs!

Local mustang advocate Kat Wilder takes pix of Jen and Suzanne with Chrome’s band in the background.

Check out that sky. We were amazingly fortunate to get nearly half an inch of rain the day before their visit.

Thanks so much for coming, for your mustang insights and for admiring our beloved horses!

No matter the species, boys WILL be boys. 🙂 Skywalker had had enough nonchalant napping and pretty-picture posing. One of the funniest parts of this photo-taking episode was watching him get Kwana’s attention with the above behavior, then trot away in an effort to get Kwana to chase him.

Pretty Puzzle pony under sunset-painted rocks.

Please pardon the random blog posts lately; chalk it up to poor Internet service.

Sundance

Continuing with the mane theme … SunnyD’s also is enviable.

Who else but Hollywood with that mane?

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Our thoughts and prayers are with those affected by multiple big wildfires burning throughout the West. Wildlife also are in the fires’ paths … 27 mustangs died in a fire south of Boise, Idaho. Heartbreaking.

Comanche

He wasn’t torqued at the little bird (flocks of which were following the ponies for handouts – err, hoofouts?); he was moving his ponies through the rain. Something about the pic, his posture – his *greyness* against his dark mane and forelock, the rainy day – just grabbed me. He’s such a hunk!

Two kinds of relief: Rain, and gettin’ down and dirty.

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Belated happy birthday to my awesome dad!

Kestrel

A portrait of wisdom. Lovely, lovely girl. She’s another one that seemed to look now and then toward the sound of water – Spring Creek flowing with life-giving water.