The purpose of the excursion was to see if we could find the Palomino, One Ear. We had 4-wheelers along which we unloaded at Simpson Spring. We headed south along a ATV Trail to the area where he had last been seen. I must admit that goosing along over those sandy ridges through the cedars was fun. Not really fun,, wellll,,,,just a little fun.
We found no evidence of mustangs in the thirteen miles to a water trough built year ago. I was excited to see the amount of clear cold water coming out of a 2' pipe. I was surprised at the volume. The sunflowers were taking full advantage of the leaks and overflow from the trough.
We took a little different route back toward Simpson and ran into seven head, not far from the road.
The black stud is standing guard.
Our last picture is always the same.
I've heard thats where the phrase, "high tailing it" comes from.
One of the few ponds long our way.
We stopped here to check for tracks. Not much sense the last rain,, or should I say flood. The trough was full or water and moss.
This little dry wash got scoured out really good.
This tree was washed down from about a mile up this dry wash. Some just as big were washed down two or three mile into the flats. The water was seven to eight feet deep in some places.
We failed to find Ol One ear and the band he is running with. We did see the eighty head or so, we saw two weeks ago. We couldn't get anywhere near close enough to get any pictures.
Note- Last minute update. I just got a phone call from "H" who said the big band was about to cross the main road,,, headed for water. He said it was a beautiful sight seeing them strung out for half a mile and on a high trot. (I should have been out there today, instead of yesterday.)
We found no evidence of mustangs in the thirteen miles to a water trough built year ago. I was excited to see the amount of clear cold water coming out of a 2' pipe. I was surprised at the volume. The sunflowers were taking full advantage of the leaks and overflow from the trough.
We took a little different route back toward Simpson and ran into seven head, not far from the road.
The black stud is standing guard.
Our last picture is always the same.
I've heard thats where the phrase, "high tailing it" comes from.
One of the few ponds long our way.
We stopped here to check for tracks. Not much sense the last rain,, or should I say flood. The trough was full or water and moss.
This little dry wash got scoured out really good.
This tree was washed down from about a mile up this dry wash. Some just as big were washed down two or three mile into the flats. The water was seven to eight feet deep in some places.
We failed to find Ol One ear and the band he is running with. We did see the eighty head or so, we saw two weeks ago. We couldn't get anywhere near close enough to get any pictures.
Note- Last minute update. I just got a phone call from "H" who said the big band was about to cross the main road,,, headed for water. He said it was a beautiful sight seeing them strung out for half a mile and on a high trot. (I should have been out there today, instead of yesterday.)
