Hello all, sorry it's been so long since I've last posted. Hopefully this will make up for it! 
I've been out a few times looking for herds of wild mustangs, and I hit the jackpot today. I found not one, but three separate herds of mustangs and one bachelor.
My plan is to go out to this area once a week and photograph them and document them. More for myself than anything as I find them fascinating, but I'll be starting a blog about their adventures too.
So first I came across a two year old bachelor I've since called Red, looking quite dishevelled and thin with fresh scrapes on his back. I'd estimate he was run out of his herd sometime in the last few days. He was very nervous but still came close enough for some photos.
Cautiously moving closer to get a better look at us.
Getting braver; this is as close as he came, about 5 feet from me.
Looking West, towards where another herd had travelled. The herd I believe he's come from.
So after taking a lot more photos of Red I moved on, further in the mountains and about three miles away I came across another herd I've called the Plains Herd. This one had three mares, two yearlings and a stallion.
A very bold yearling filly I've named Flicka was the first to greet me, with dominant body language which I put and end to. Once I'd squared up to her for invading my personal space she was incredibly friendly even letting me scratch her withers while she investigated my camera.
Interestingly, the mare to the right of Flicka is the image of my Freya. I've decided to call her Noss, which means 'daughter of Freya'.
An out of focus close-up of Noss, but I thought she was too cute not to include it.
Noss grazing
Noss saying 'hello' to my sister.
Noss and Loki (yearling colt)
Loki sleeping in the sun
Flicka now with her Mother, The Nightingale (lead mare to Sable). This picture sums them up very well. Flicka had just wandered past me and is looking back as though to say 'are you coming?' Her lower lip is drooped, showing she is nice and relaxed as her Mother grazes some feet away.
Sable himself, Stallion of The Plains herd.
Not far away from the Plains Herd, I found another herd which was very small (The Bantam Herd). It compromised of Hobo, a mare and last year's filly.
Hobo is a very friendly stallion allowing me to scratch his withers. He has a very small herd (The Bantam herd), compromising only of one mare and a yearling filly. All of whom are not as plump as the Plains herd. Hobo's herd have no doubt been chased off the greener pastures by Sable's Plains herd. Out of the three herds I saw, they were definitely lowest on the pecking order.
Hobo with Lylah behind him
I have a lot more pictures to go through, so will try and update with pictures of Hobo's little herd. I'm back out there again on Friday and will try and get photographs of the third herd, the Cold Creek herd who have the most dominant stallion in the area. All of them are very fat and happy, having the territory that encompasses a very small town and the people who live there feed them.
I've started a Twitter and Flickr account for the horses if anyone would like to follow the updates. Larger images of the ones above are all on Flickr.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/78219273@N03/
https://twitter.com/#!/MustangNic
I've been out a few times looking for herds of wild mustangs, and I hit the jackpot today. I found not one, but three separate herds of mustangs and one bachelor.
My plan is to go out to this area once a week and photograph them and document them. More for myself than anything as I find them fascinating, but I'll be starting a blog about their adventures too.
So first I came across a two year old bachelor I've since called Red, looking quite dishevelled and thin with fresh scrapes on his back. I'd estimate he was run out of his herd sometime in the last few days. He was very nervous but still came close enough for some photos.
Cautiously moving closer to get a better look at us.
Getting braver; this is as close as he came, about 5 feet from me.
Looking West, towards where another herd had travelled. The herd I believe he's come from.
So after taking a lot more photos of Red I moved on, further in the mountains and about three miles away I came across another herd I've called the Plains Herd. This one had three mares, two yearlings and a stallion.
A very bold yearling filly I've named Flicka was the first to greet me, with dominant body language which I put and end to. Once I'd squared up to her for invading my personal space she was incredibly friendly even letting me scratch her withers while she investigated my camera.
Interestingly, the mare to the right of Flicka is the image of my Freya. I've decided to call her Noss, which means 'daughter of Freya'.
An out of focus close-up of Noss, but I thought she was too cute not to include it.
Noss grazing
Noss saying 'hello' to my sister.
Noss and Loki (yearling colt)
Loki sleeping in the sun
Flicka now with her Mother, The Nightingale (lead mare to Sable). This picture sums them up very well. Flicka had just wandered past me and is looking back as though to say 'are you coming?' Her lower lip is drooped, showing she is nice and relaxed as her Mother grazes some feet away.
Sable himself, Stallion of The Plains herd.
Not far away from the Plains Herd, I found another herd which was very small (The Bantam Herd). It compromised of Hobo, a mare and last year's filly.
Hobo is a very friendly stallion allowing me to scratch his withers. He has a very small herd (The Bantam herd), compromising only of one mare and a yearling filly. All of whom are not as plump as the Plains herd. Hobo's herd have no doubt been chased off the greener pastures by Sable's Plains herd. Out of the three herds I saw, they were definitely lowest on the pecking order.
Hobo with Lylah behind him
I have a lot more pictures to go through, so will try and update with pictures of Hobo's little herd. I'm back out there again on Friday and will try and get photographs of the third herd, the Cold Creek herd who have the most dominant stallion in the area. All of them are very fat and happy, having the territory that encompasses a very small town and the people who live there feed them.
I've started a Twitter and Flickr account for the horses if anyone would like to follow the updates. Larger images of the ones above are all on Flickr.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/78219273@N03/
https://twitter.com/#!/MustangNic
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