Mustangs, the fleet of foot.

[mustang]

This old boy was out in the flats all by himself. I had no idea where the band was hanging out and he wouldn't say.







Late in the afternoon I saw them coming down a fence line. Some guy on a 4-wheeler spooked them away from the fence. They ran about a quarter mile and turned back my way and ran between the fence and my camera. The best I could count was 113 head.



Gypsy and her family seemed to be kicking up their share of dust.


I hurried around the hill just in time to see them spill over the ridge.


At about three miles, most of them didn't even slow down for a drink.


Ol Friendly Fred was working up a sweat.


He's a game little sucker, but I'll bet he wishes he didn't have all that fur to pack.


The third and last time I was able to bushwhack them was when they went through this gate and ran past the last water trough. In all I figure they ran just about ten miles. Quite a distance for the half dozen colts in the band.

 

[mrj]

Thanks for sharing those photo's, Mustang. It must really make your day to make such a 'find'. Enjoy it all you can, and then again by sharing with us....you can't beat that deal, or at least we sure can't!!!

mrj

 

[Faster horses]

What mrj said. :clap:
10 miles. Whew!! Have we ever seen Friendly Fred before? I don't recall seeing him.
Some amazing shots there as usual! :heart:

 

[Big Muddy rancher]

Were you just running along side? :wink: :lol: :lol:

Great shots, that is quite the herd.

 

[mustang]

Yah,,,, I'd stop and take a bunch of pictures then run down the road to where I figured they would pass close by and wait for them. They were running along a fence, so I knew about where they had to travel. I can run a lot faster on the road Three times I had to out run them to be ready when they came by. My Cummins might have played a minor part in the chase.