The Twin we found, with the cut on his shoulder, was looking really lonely. None of the other mustangs would have anything to do with him. When he ditched his nephew for the mare and colt last fall, he must have lost all his friends.
We found that part of the big band had followed One Ear about three miles further south than they had ever been before. One thing for sure, you just can't predict what those horses will do next.
We found Gypsy, Sugar, Peanut and the new Dad about five miles from where they have been watering. She was limping in the hind quarters quit noticeably. It surprised me that she would range so far from water.
They have had no rain and there is no shortage of dust. The Dugway road has a couple of "bottomless" dust pockets. No place to get stopped.