Spring Creek Basin Mustangs

Photobombed beauties Terra and Aurora. 🙂 A happy circumstance of mustangs framed by a mustang and their high-desert home.

Handsome Bounce. His is the face of wisdom and a lifetime in wild freedom.

Do you see it?

The horses all did.

Four bands were all around me, and two others were at a bit of a distance. At least two more bands were in the vicinity, but I couldn’t see them from where I was at the time. The pilot flew out of our sight around Knife Edge …

Then came right straight back over us.

Fortunately, it wasn’t a helicopter, and apparently the horses didn’t remember their trauma from another plane before and during the roundup five years ago. They were calm enough that they didn’t run at all (though they sure watched it closely).

Maybe the pilot was a little surprised to see a two-legged critter pointing a big white lens in his/her direction as the plane flew over my head. … S/he headed south away from the basin, then back north over the basin, but farther west of us.

Sometimes, I wonder what the heck people are thinking. It must be amazing to see this area from the sky … but give the wildlife a break and keep your distance above the ground!

They were hot on the heels of another band … and then the band I was with joined the race! I don’t know what started the gallop, but it was fun to watching the mustangs run … apparently for the sheer joy of it!