My grand son wanted to go rabbit hunting. He said it would be OK to go check on the mustangs first and be ready to hunt just before the sun went down when it was a little cooler.
We were lucky enough to find about ninety head at the sheep trough along the Pony Express Trail road. The grand son was pretty impressed. It was his first time getting so close to a wild horse.
Gypsy was exceptionally friendly, she walked up to within about six or eight feet. I should have had an apple.
Peanut enjoying a free lunch. Old Gypsy is looking beat up and abused. She is getting "along in years."
The War Horses.
Further down the road at Simpson Spring we found "The Ten Head" that usually hang out about two miles west of Simpson. They are not very friendly and normally we can't get close enough to take a picture. They stayed on the water long enough to get a shot or two.
Further along at The Hard Pan, our luck was exceptional. We found One Ear and a band of about fifty head. This stud though this colts were infringing on his territory and proceeded to vent his frustrations. You would think he would pick on someone his own size.
One Ear to the rescue.
The old boy is looking pretty good for such a dry year. It's interesting he isn't scared up like some of the studs. He either has a mean reputation,, or fast on his feet.
I don't think One Ear can deny being the father of these two.
The AWOL buckskin mare has a new baby. When I see his color, I suspect maybe Ol One Ear has been "sneaking around" at night.
Even in hot weather if you step over the line, you can get in trouble.