
After a bit of a technological delay, we’re back (I hope).
Buckeye and his girls were sheltering from the wind (’tis spring wind season) on the far side of Filly Peak when another little band waltzed (the wind does have a musical quality, sometimes) across the top of the ridge. We hoofed it to the top (two legs are slower than four and I was doing more huffing (and puffing) than hoofing …), but it turned out that it was a bit small for the stallions’ liking, which sent the mares running for the hill.
The bands ended up lower and on opposite sides of the ridge, no harm done. And I was left to enjoy the view from another high spot in Spring Creek Basin.









