Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

A little shake-up with a black-and-white pinto boy in the sea of brown. 🙂

Corazon was checking out my Jeep, parked not too far away on the road. So far, things seem to be fairly quiet in Spring Creek Basin this hunting season. There are a couple of camps in the basin, and we’ve seen vehicles driving around and evidence of more (tire tracks on the dusty roads). The horses seem very calm.

The traffic up and down Disappointment Road (which passes along part of the basin’s southwestern boundary) is heavy before, during and after daylight.

One of our excellent BLM law-enforcement rangers was out in Disappointment Valley, making contact and checking on the goings-on. Our herd manager also was present for a few days.

Our wild ones are well watched, and we are grateful. 🙂

As mentioned in yesterday’s post, the snow is gone, gone, gone. My wonderful friend and friend of the mustangs Pat Amthor is visiting this weekend to give me moral support during the starting weekend of the worst week of the year (in my ever-so-humble opinion): third rifle season. The people population is much higher, and it causes stress to this two-legged and all the other four-leggeds in the vicinity.

For the most part, I believe, they do leave the horses alone. Just the sheer increase in humans and their traffic (and trash) is unsettling.

So while we patrol and keep an extra-close eye on things – including visiting the horses and gathering new images – enjoy a couple more days of already-scheduled snowy goodness on the blog. 🙂

That snow is long gone, but let a girl dream about our next storm. 🙂

The previous blog pic was taken three days ago. The above was taken yesterday.

The day before yesterday (and many of the previous days) was full of sunshine and warmth (60s) – and terrible, terrible dryness. Yesterday, I’m not sure of the actual temp, but the forecast was for a high of 39.

Really, just like that, winter came to visit. 🙂

I don’t think it’s here for good yet, but the moisture was MUCH welcomed and appreciated. We got just 2.5 inches of snow (give or take), and it melted quickly under yet another bluebird day (the snow came under cover of darkness).

Maia was exuberant in her movement through the white stuff. It slowed me down much more than it did her, but I was pretty ecstatic. 🙂

Color doesn’t matter when the world is gold.

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And speaking of pure gold, happy birthday today to my mom, Nancy. 🙂 I think I totally spaced my dad’s birthday on the blog; it was back in August. They had a pretty big anniversary this year, also in August, that I did note on the blog. 🙂

I definitely want to give a shout out to my beautiful, most-wonderful mom for all she has been to me all of my life. Happy birthday, Mom. I love you! 🙂

Houdini the great, the glorious, the golden … the grand dame of Spring Creek Basin.

Puzzle the pretty makes any landscape look more … well, *more*. 🙂

That’s the magic of mustangs!