pictures from my mustang trip
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hafitalThe next 30 Days of TV post must wait till tomorrow because I want visual support and can't do that from work.
Finally got these uploaded and able to share. :)
The pretty draft cross mule is Duchess. We were facinated by her, and our other mule Aya (the regluar bayish mule). My horse was named Sundance, and he was a doll, and he had this big bouncy trot which I got to know well because he trotted every chance he could get, and even cantered when he wasn't supposed to. He was one of the few thoroughbreds they had. He was a good boy.
The dust was pretty bad, hence the bandannas, which made all of us look like helmet conscious outlaws. I dunno, I think I look a bit like Marvin the Martian in that pic. HAHA.
The scenery was truly breathtaking. We were on the western part of the Sierra Nevadas, and it was still pretty cold in late May. We froze our butts off the first night. My friends and I were more interested in riding and the scenery than spotting the wild mustangs, and I didn't have any proper camera equipment to photograph them, but we did see some wild mustangs here and there. We got a lot of lectures from the folks running the Pack Station on the history of the land and the conservation efforts, the problems with wild cats killing foals, etc etc.
There were over 20 of us on this trip, and I knew almost all of them from the barn where I ride. It was truly a wonderful experience that's stayed with me. My girlfriends and I were immediately talking about doing another trip (one of their horse drives that's less scenic but more cowboygirl-like driving loose stock from one location to another) and I know the group as a whole were already talking of doing something similar next year.
The rest of the pictures can be found here.
Finally got these uploaded and able to share. :)
The pretty draft cross mule is Duchess. We were facinated by her, and our other mule Aya (the regluar bayish mule). My horse was named Sundance, and he was a doll, and he had this big bouncy trot which I got to know well because he trotted every chance he could get, and even cantered when he wasn't supposed to. He was one of the few thoroughbreds they had. He was a good boy.
The dust was pretty bad, hence the bandannas, which made all of us look like helmet conscious outlaws. I dunno, I think I look a bit like Marvin the Martian in that pic. HAHA.
The scenery was truly breathtaking. We were on the western part of the Sierra Nevadas, and it was still pretty cold in late May. We froze our butts off the first night. My friends and I were more interested in riding and the scenery than spotting the wild mustangs, and I didn't have any proper camera equipment to photograph them, but we did see some wild mustangs here and there. We got a lot of lectures from the folks running the Pack Station on the history of the land and the conservation efforts, the problems with wild cats killing foals, etc etc.
There were over 20 of us on this trip, and I knew almost all of them from the barn where I ride. It was truly a wonderful experience that's stayed with me. My girlfriends and I were immediately talking about doing another trip (one of their horse drives that's less scenic but more cow
The rest of the pictures can be found here.
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Date: 2010-07-22 09:07 pm (UTC)And I am totally in love with the draft-mule! How CUTE!!!
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