Like a mustang.
Duh. 🙂
He was very particular about where he placed his hooves, and he tested the placement of that hoof a couple of times before he stepped across.
He completed the crossing by lunging up the other side, and brush got in the way, so this is the last best photo.
Mustangs = sure-footed. 🙂
We don’t have normal mustangs in Spring Creek Basin. We have mountain-climbing mustangs!
They did eventually graze their way down to “lower pastures.” … Comanche’s band wasn’t the only band testing their mountain hooves. Hollywood’s band was in a place that looked even more precarious. They were even farther, though, and harder to photograph.
They’re looking, looking, looking for the precious – and precious little – green coming up this spring.
Piedra and Kestrel are long-time friends. They haven’t always been in the same band, but I think they grew up together. Interesting where life takes us. Them. 🙂 Any of us.
We’ve had grey skies lately. Tonight – Saturday night – we’re reaping the rewards of those clouds: RAIN.
Life-giving and so needed.
Not always … but most of the time. 🙂 Skywalker and S’aka.
Just another spring evening in Spring Creek Basin … lovely and peaceful … and full of mustangs. We’re grateful for that sweet normal. 🙂
Comanche works the light. He’s a master like that.
Tenaz is OUR bay mustang, and we LOVE him. 🙂
Where are the most beautiful grey girls in all the wild herds in all the wild West?
Spring Creek Basin, that’s where. 🙂
Compared with Alegre. 🙂
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 