
Many wild horses share something in common from range to range: Curiosity. 🙂
This youngster is with a beautiful band on Green Mountain in Wyoming.

Many wild horses share something in common from range to range: Curiosity. 🙂
This youngster is with a beautiful band on Green Mountain in Wyoming.

These mule deer were more curious than worried on Green Mountain as the early morning sunshine shrugged off the clouds and found space among the trees to spotlight the lovelies.

Isn’t she lovely? You can see her eyelashes from here! (Photo taken through the window of my Jeep, from the road.)

When I think of ranges in the West where wild horses roam (as) freely (as possible), it’s hard to imagine a place so completely different from Spring Creek Basin than Pryor Mountain, which straddles the Wyoming/Montana border (drawn, of course, by human hands and machinations).
And then I visited Green Mountain, in central(ish) Wyoming.
My first visit, last year, wasn’t too crazy different, but I was, only briefly, in one very small spot of the whole herd management area. That small region of the area was wide open, and I saw a lot of horses during that visit, and of course, it made me eager for another opportunity to visit.
THIS year, blog reader and friend Prairie Girl (Lynn H.) gave me directions to a different part of the range – the top of the mountain! – saying that’s where I’d find the horses at this time of year, not down below, where they’d been the previous spring.
As it turned out, I found many more human beings (and their RVs and campers) than any four-legged wildlife (one elk cow and a handful of deer, as well as a couple of chipmunks), but in the very last place I looked (after taking in amazing (seriously – AHHH-MAZ-ING) views from the top of Green Mountain), I did finally find horses – right where Lynn had indicated on her map that there are “always” horses! 🙂
The horse pictured above is a stallion (I think), and he was with another stallion (I think). I spotted them at the edge of the trees at the edge of the road, and the above pic is the best I could get of him, from my Jeep, before he and his buddy slipped silently deeper into the forest.
It’s not easy (!) to spot horses in this amazing forested landscape (yes, this is a BLM herd management area), but it’s incredibly rewarding when it happens.
Huge thanks to Lynn for the directions and other information about finding these mustangs that are very near and dear to her!

Shiny, shiny, shiny! Could Cassidy Rain be any more gorgeous?!

S’aka grazes the good stuff … which is much more abundant this year. 🙂

Pausing mid-chew, Killian takes notice of a stallion on a hill across a big arroyo, who was whinnying after another band. Threat level assessed, Killian went back to grazing.

I love the way light shines through manes and tails, no matter how tangled and wind-knotted.
Inspiration comes in many forms, and just now, I’m feeling exceptionally inspired by people doing good work for mustangs – and other wildlife – around the planet.
Do an act or more of kindness and love for someone. … Someone you know or someone you don’t! Because love simply must win over the non-love in this world. Why waste a minute on anything else?

The very loveliest Kestrel stops to pose amid sunflowers against a stormy sky. Her band was grazing their way to the top of this little ridge that Kestrel reached first, and she had paused to wait for them.

I don’t mean to start a trend with all the pretty grey horses … but they ARE “pretty” (gorgeous, really), and they are grey! In case you hadn’t noticed, grey is the dominant color of our Spring Creek Basin mustangs because of two grey stallions introduced in the ate 1990s to help keep the genetics of our small herd viable.
Their genetic contribution most definitely lives on!

Alegre and Maia are well-practiced at looking gorgeous in late-afternoon light in Spring Creek Basin, even if Maia wants to look coy about it. 🙂