So Nebraska lost to Georgia in the Capital One Bowl. What does that do with horses? Absolutely nothing. But this blog does not believe in starting any posts on topic. Ever. It’s practically a rule at this point. Husker football, or rather, the emotions it evokes in its fans is tough to explain to non-Nebraskans. Lots ofContinue reading “Love Is A Battlefield”
Once upon a time there was a beautiful Mustang named Brave Sir Ziggy. Brave Sir Ziggy was loved and adored for his kindly ways and his rock solid courage. You see, he was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways. Oh Brave Sir Ziggy!* One day Brave Sir Ziggy was steadfastly watching for potential enemiesContinue reading “Brave Sir Ziggy -or- Bay Is More Than Just Okay”
Finding wild horses can be tough. Consider this: in Sand Wash Basin there are a little more than 250 horses on about 160,000 square acres. In White Mountain and Little Colorado there might be 300 horses left post-roundup (if we’re very, very lucky) on almost a million acres. It’s challenging, but not impossible. With a good vehicle, advice from friends/locals,Continue reading “Young Blood”
I was going to spend a little more time on my blog focusing on the positive before getting into the more heavy topics concerning what few wild horses are left on the range. Life apparently has other plans. This weekend a foal was euthanized (read: shot) at Sand Wash Basin. Think that’s upsetting? Read on.Continue reading “Some Stewards…”
Stop the presses, Streaker had her baby! Streaker, you see, it absolutely adorable. Put a baby at her side, and now we have a giant bundle of cute intense enough to start a nuclear reaction that unleashes a wave of flowers and cotton candy.
What a fabulous weekend in Sand Wash Basin! None of my photographs came out very well, but I was having too much fun to bring myself to care. But where my camera skills failed, the memories remain. So I am going to share the horses stories with you. I thought about going in chronological order, butContinue reading “Mighty Tripod”