Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Cassidy Rain on a rare cloudy day.

In the land of sunshine and postcard-perfect days, some clouds – and moisture – would be very welcome.

Skywalker is learning wild stallion ways from wary Master David.

And the moon rises! Clever boys, pointing it out. 🙂

Skywalker and David gave me a good visit, and I was heading out, when I looked back and saw that giant moon rising over the basin’s eastern ridgeline. Wow! Seconds later (?!), the sun dropped, and shadows claimed ground.

Not much snow out there.

S’aka and his buddy Maiku check me out as I walk up their favorite hill for a visit. From this perspective, they look like they’re on top of their world.

Isn’t he cute with his one (visible) bright eye? Friend and mustang adopter Tif recently mentioned a mutual friend, who adopted Maiku’s brother Milagro (now called Skipper). Maiku reminds me so much of Skipper, even though big brother is solid bay.

Maiku is barely a pinto, with a slash of white over his withers.

Wild pony is well-adapted to the winter, even though this one is terribly mild again so far.

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Thank you all for your calendar orders! They’re sold out, and close to $250 is going from ya’ll to the Colorado chapter of the National Mustang Association! Thank you, thank you for your generosity in supporting our Spring Creek Basin mustangs!

Whaddya’ll think? Due in March? April? 🙂

Mr. Sundance isn’t missing any groceries this winter.

From the time I drove up, parked in the middle of the road, walked out and around, yakked with his young pals and took a bunch of pix, he never moved. Well, he found the energy to prick his ears at me a few times, but mostly he just stood napping and looking handsome.

Move away. Nothing to see here, says Seven to curious baby Tesora (or he might, if he could talk).

He’s one of the most protective stallions in the basin. Any visit with them is a treat.

Kwana and daddy Chrome graze together. I love how, with 22,000 acres on which to spread out, two horses occasionally decide the same bit of forage is the most desirable. (Mm hmm.) It happens more often than you’d think.

Reya and baby Spirit were not all that interested in the human and her muddy boots. Or at least they weren’t when said scraping produced no dragons or other fearsome creatures. 🙂

The view made beautiful with a spotted mustang girl in the foreground. Pretty Puzz-lita.