As the world turns and seasons change

12 04 2010

As we ease deeper into spring and the season of growth and life, I realize I need to bring up some harsh realities of wild horse life, particularly as it relates to the basin. In writing this blog about the lives of the Spring Creek Basin wild horses, I have tried to focus on them, their interactions and bonds and behaviors, and though I occasionally post something of wider wild horse interest, I try to keep the attitude on this blog – it’s mine, after all, *I* write it – upbeat and positive.

But it’s not all sunshine and paintbrush.

The next likely roundup of Spring Creek Basin wild horses will be in September 2011. The population of the herd will be at more than 100, which is nearly double the top end of our AML (35-65). I have some suspicions about why it is allowed to get that high that I won’t go into (yet, maybe), but from a manager’s point of view, especially when a concern – a stated concern – is the health of the range, I can’t for the life of me understand this management. Especially when the exact population of the herd is known absolutely. But it will be nearly exactly the same as the roundup of 2007 in numbers, when numbers where only guessed at (from a flyover count). Oddly enough, the local Back Country Horsemen’s count that spring of roughly 120 horses seems to have been closer than the BLM’s flyover count of 97 (according to my numbers, which change because BLM’s seem to change, there were 109-119 horses in the basin before August 2007).

*** It is important to note that probably most of the foals born this year, likely all the foals born next year and many of the young horses born last year and the year before will not only be rounded up, they’ll be removed – because of BLM’s view of their “adoptability.” (And there is some truth in that.) So while I am – always – excited about new life in the basin, it is tempered by sadness.

In 2007, 77-87 (again, BLM numbers) were rounded up. Ten were released at the end of the roundup, and Grey/Traveler was released later for a total post-roundup population of 43 horses. In 2011, we’ll be there again. With Roja’s foal, we stand at 60 horses currently. (BLM doesn’t count foals, but contractors do, which, I suspect, has something to do with the number discrepancy and keeps the confusion level high.) I expect at least 13 foals this year, more than 20 next year. Are you following the math? Say 60 horses total are removed. Even if all this year’s and next year’s foals are removed (~35?), about half the current number of horses will be removed. Say half of last year’s foal crop (5-6) and half the crop of the year beforeΒ  (3), we’ll say good-bye to at least 20 of the current *mature* horses living in Spring Creek Basin. Hopefully the adoption in 2011 will attract as many adopters as observers (fewer than half the horses offered for adoption in2007 were adopted), but in this economy?

Yes, foals are fabulous news, in and of themselves … but readers should be aware of the ultimate end game BLM plays. Spring Creek Basin is not immune from roundups. In fact, because we’re so small – both in geographic area (SCB encompasses a little less than 22,000 acres – very small) and herd size, it is imperative to manage for a balance between the horse herd with the quality of the range – which, like most, ain’t that great. Occasional removal of horses is – I hate to say it – necessary, especially according to BLM’s current game plan, which involves, strictly, limited understanding of skewing gender ratios, roundups and hopeful adoptions. The herd area is fenced and/or bounded by natural barriers. Water is very limited and pretty poor quality. We got more moisture this winter than last, and I am surprised how little corresponding water is in the basin right now, in April.

There are many complex issues to this discussion, and I welcome any questions that I can try to answer to the best of my ability and on-the-ground knowledge. I guess I’m saying “don’t get too attached.”

Our local advocacy group is working on a proposal that explains two things: How to save BLM (a lot of) money (bottom line) and how to save horses (which saves a lot of money and is, of course, our group’s focus). It involves PZP. Again, I refer you to Matt Dillon’s excellent series on PZP on his blog: Pryor Wild

In a nutshell, we estimate BLM can save at least $100,000 per decade in roundup costs and more than $2 million per group of horses sent to long-term holding per roundup by using PZP to slow the population growth (we do not aim to *stop* population growth). PZP cost = a few hundred dollars per year. Labor cost = zero because of volunteers like yours truly and our local group members.

I’ll write more about this as it develops, but I want readers to know a couple of things: 1) I am already struggling mightily with the emotional effects of next year’s status quo roundup (and it may (will) affect what I write about and how I write it), and 2) we are very actively working on a plan to change status quo and save more Spring Creek Basin horses. It also is important to know that we are not creating precedent here but following well-established and/or newly re-established PZP programs (using one-year PZP doses, not PZP-22 or other multi-year fertility control).





Roja’s baby

8 04 2010

My first sighting of Roja’s new foal was from quite a distance through binoculars. I got only the vaguest impression that there was a little “something” beside her. As I drove closer to a place where I could park and hike, I saw Hollywood’s (and a surprise! no, not a foal), Chrome’s and Grey/Traveler’s bands.

This was my first close-enough-to-photograph view:

Cute! As they always are. πŸ™‚ (This image is heavily cropped, and the heat and air waves were vying for dominance, so there’s some distortion from that, too.)

Then these were from today:

While mama grazed, baby tested those new legs!

Those new legs are pretty strong!

Ze (butt to the camera) following mama and baby brother or sister to water.

Daddy Seven following along.

Ze is standing in the yucky water hole, and daddy Seven is waiting for him to vacate the water, thank you very much.

And so foaling season has started! Luna is officially due, but she’s keeping us waiting a bit!





We got baby!

8 04 2010

Not much detail yet – muley bay born to Roja (also last year’s first mama). Not sure on gender yet. Very feisty and testing his or her legs! Guesstimated birthday about April 3. Roja is very protective, so I didn’t try to get too close. Will have some pix to come!





Happy birthday, Hannah!

7 04 2010

Little Miss Leggy was born about April 8, which makes her birthday Thursday. But I’ll be in the basin, so I’m posting her birthday announcement a day early.

What a wee little lass in the great big wild!

No shortage of sassiness here … This one has sass times 10! She’s definitely more outgoing than either of her sisters.

Our lovely Hannah, whose pictures have graced many of this blog’s posts, was named after an 11-year-old girl I’ve never met. Hannah-the-girl donated $100 of her babysitting money to our Colorado chapter of the National Mustang Association that we may put it toward bettering the horses’ lives. (We are trying very hard to do just that!) I think of Hannah-the-girl quite a lot and her generous donation … and I’m bonkers over our Hannah-girl. πŸ™‚

It should be noted that Hannah (and Ember and Kestrel – at least) are daughters of Luna, who was introduced to Spring Creek Basin from Sand Wash Basin in 2001 with two other mares (both now gone). Hopefully they’ll all have the opportunity to contribute their genetics in the future.

Happy birthday, cheeky girl!





Happy birthday, Ze!

6 04 2010

This was the first time I saw Roja’s firstborn, and I figured he was at or about a week old. Look at that stout little bundle of baby muscle!

Just a glorious little wild creature!

Even the first-time mamas (Roja was one of a few last year: Piedra, Raven, Chipeta, Two Boots, Jif) seem to know just what to do and what their babies need. Lots of nourishing milk …

… and plenty of strength-restoring pony-naps!

That was then … A year later – today – look at the boy:

He still relies on Mama …

… even as he tests the limits of his independence!

I named Ze after the greatest horse I ever owned, who was born April 6, the day I calculated was Ze’s birthday. “Ze” was part of my horse’s registered (Quarter Horse) name, but we never called him that. Oddly enough, though, it fit him perfectly.

I hope you do carry Grey/Traveler’s blood in your veins … that you may carry his legacy forward in the future of the Spring Creek Basin herd. Happy birthday, wary boy!





Easter blessings

4 04 2010

Happy Easter!

From my wild family to yours, I wish you all the joy and optimism of spring of a new year, when all of life is bursting with joy at its new beginnings and ripe potential.

I had forgotten … but now it all makes sense: Storm’s adoration of lovely Mistress Hannah. He was smitten from the very beginning. πŸ™‚





The faraway ponies

3 04 2010

Some horses were far away when I saw them. Some were mere horses … some were mountain goats!

From a ridge above Steeldust’s napping band, I saw deer … then the two pinto bachelors Bruiser and Cinch with orphan Twister. The pinto band was nearby, but David and Shadow, who had been close to Bruiser, Cinch and Twister the last couple of times I’d seen them, were nowhere in sight. While I watched from faraway, Mesa, lowest man on the pinto band totem pole, watched then walked out to have a little howdy-do with the other boys.

Veteran Bruiser makes “first” contact. Mesa, Cinch and the other stallions with the pinto band used to be part of the “southside boys” bachelor band.

From left: Corazon, Copper, Spook, Kiowa, Milagro and Chipeta

This made me go “hmm.” Reya, almost 3, stood napping over Ty, who was lying down. Interesting.

Bounce’s band were almost the last horses I saw: up on the flank of Lizard Mesa.

Do you see everybody? Can you see the steepness of the hillside?

How ’bout now?! πŸ™‚ Bottom to top: Alegre, Whisper, Liberty, Bounce and Gaia!

Around another bend or four, I found these lovelies with their fawns of last year:

Good thing it’s not hunting season – the silly girls were not too worried, and I was able to photograph them, then drive right by them.

The last band I saw was Kreacher’s, on my way out.


Corona, Raven and Mona – Kreacher and Kootenai were back to the left. Snow lingering on the back eastern-boundary ridges makes for a dramatic background … defines one of the natural boundaries of the basin.





Belly, baby!

2 04 2010

Seven’s band has been very visible recently. It has been nice to see them and, in particular, young Roja, who was first to foal last year. Their son, Ze, is a strapping big boy! If I’m right about Seven being a son of Grey/Traveler, Ze’s his grandson … as will be Roja’s next bundle of equine joy!

Ze was born bay, and still looks pretty brown, but I’m pretty sure he’s going to go grey. In his summer coat, he looked … “faded.” Then again … who knows!

She looks like a little wine barrel with legs, eh?!

Very, very soon …!

Proud papa – isn’t he a handsome boy!

It will be a long week till I can get back out to see them!





Stallion circus … then naps

1 04 2010

Spring is in the air, but it hasn’t quite sprung … as evidenced by the fresh coating of snow we have this morning. And the ponies are all still quite fuzzy, so I knew we were not quite done with this long winter.

The following pictures are from my visit last week with Steeldust’s band. The stallions were kicking up quite a fuss from the time I saw them initially to a few minutes after I arrived to visit them … then they apparently came to some agreement, and it was nap time!

Here we have Butch guarding Luna with Steeldust, Storm and Alpha in the background. I can’t quite explain the behavior here, even if Butch is NOT a son of Luna’s … because Luna hasn’t even foaled yet. However, she should be quite close. She’s “due” next week. Steeldust and his little mini-family were, with a nod to Storm’s name – the eye of it – they barely moved during the whole visit, even with stallions and the other horses swirling, literally, around them.

Daring Aspen, walking quite close to the band. Aspen isn’t even one of the two semi-permanent bachelors attached to this band. That’s Sundance, possibly Butch’s brother, trying to fend him off.

Now that’s Mouse in the background, and although it looks like he’s after Sundance, he’s just hurrying him on his way (after horses you’ll see in the next image) so he can deal with Aspen.

Sundance was happy when he got back with the girls – Kestrel, Mahogany and Sable.

Sundance and Butch were likely born into this band, and, for whatever reason, Steeldust seems to have no interest in kicking them out. So they have a free pass to wander within the band. Mouse is the lieutenant …

… and Comanche has his back as first sergeant. The pix are a little out of chronological order now, but it illustrates the hierarchy. Here, he’s chasing Aspen, the bay, and Hook, the grey at left. Aspen outranks Hook (but it should be noted that they both have stolen lovely Piedra from dun Hollywood – in two separate years). In the back at right is almost-2-year-old Pinon, still too young – mostly – to join in stallion games.

Hook. This pic and the next were taken before the above “chat” between Comanche, Aspen and Hook. Hook was minding his own business on the very outskirts of the band. Two youngsters were keeping him company … or he was keeping them company …

Ember, left, and Pinon are yearmates. Ember is about a month older than Pinon, and she calls the shots (her mother also outranks his mother), but one of the things I love about watching wild horses is evidenced right there in that image. It’s quiet. It’s not obvious, but it’s right there. It’s a deep bond between two horses that have known each other their entire lives, have grown up together, surrounded by adult horses that feed them, teach them, nurture them, include them. It’s a beautiful thing. It IS obvious.

Notice how Steeldust, Storm and Alpha have barely changed a step since the first photo. πŸ™‚ Behind them: Kestrel, Sable and Mahogany. In the middle: Hannah and Sundance. Luna and Butch at right, and behind them, Mouse. They’re starting to settle down.

Sisters Kestrel and Ember, almost 3 and almost 2.

Luna, Hannah and Butch, shortly before Hannah laid down.

Baby girl down. (She’ll be a year old next week!)

Sundance standing with Sable and Mahogany. Sable will be a year old in a month.

SunnyD and Mouse

SunnyD at left, Sable lying down, mama Mahogany standing, Kestrel behind her, Aspen in the back.

Kestrel down … and here you can just see Ember’s ears behind her and Sable.

After SunnyD laid down.

Wider view … (no Aspen)

Four-square faces. πŸ™‚ (And just the edge of Ember’s.)

Storm-chaser and his mama … my, what a big boy you are! He’ll be 2 in July. For the first time, I saw him make a half-hearted attempt to nurse, but she backed away from him, and he stretched and abandoned the attempt.

Sleepy Storm

Steeldust and mama Alpha

These next two pictures are the ones I “stitched” in Photoshop:

Left side …

… right side.

Luna is due next week … did I mention that? πŸ™‚

Lovely Luna

I eventually got chilled by the relentless wind, so I tiptoed away. At the top of the ridge, I found a small group of muley does. I stopped, but when I moved again, they realized I was “not native” (!) and took off!

Down the other side, they found Bruiser, Cinch and Twister for me! From the top, I watched them, then saw the pintos … and watched Mesa go out for a chat with the boys. Ty was napping with Reya standing over him … Hmm … When he got up, though, they walked back toward the band. I’m kind of expecting almost-3-year-old Reya to have a baby this year. I didn’t go down to them for a closer look, though. I noticed water in the dugout pond, and by that time Steeldust’s band was grazing their way toward the ridge, so I thought they might be coming toward the water. I took another trail back to the base of Round Top.

An hour or so later …

While I visited with Grey/Traveler’s band, this was my last view of Steeldust’s band, on the ridge from which I saw the pintos, out on the other side. πŸ™‚





Shades of Grey

28 03 2010

From my visit with Steeldust’s band, I spotted Grey/Traveler and his mare, Houdini, and their daughter, Terra. They were closer than I had seen them in several visits, so I took the opportunity to walk out for a visit.

You can’t see the girl’s big belly too well in this one, though, so how about this view:

Not toooooo bulgey yet … but she has at least a month to go. πŸ™‚

Love to “capture” their faces.

Also love to photograph them against the (La Sal) mountains!

My gorgeous, high-desert boy, sleepy in the sunshine.