I just got home yesterday from a wonderful trip to the Pryors with my daughter Amber. I wanted to get a post out while I unpack and repack. I will be leaving on Thursday to go to the adoption.
We had beautiful weather and had the mountain completely to ourselves for about 24 hours. I love when it ends up being that way. We were able to watch the horses in their most natural state. Without all of the disruptions of other people. I think they know me, so after a few looks, I feel they go back to doing what they would have been doing if I was not there.
We arrived early on Thursday. I am concerned with how dry the range looked. The forage at the top of hill by Krueger Pond was eaten down very short. The dust was thick. There was still plenty of water in the Pond. Mystic Pond is completely dried up. The other small pond is just a large mud puddle, so Krueger is the main water source for them now.
It rained one night while we were there. Not enough to make mud puddles, but enough to knock the dust back. The range needs more.
As we drove into the Range from the Sage Creek side, we saw some horses. It was White Cloud and some of his band heading down to the water. I was eager to see if Damsel had her foal. Last year she foaled on September 14, so I thought it may be a bit early. She was still very pregnant. Hopefully this year she will have a healthy foal. Last year the foal was born blind and deformed and only survived a few days.
Damsel is the daughter of White Cloud. For whatever reason, she remains with him. His other daughter, Jasmine, has been trying to leave. She was with Jackson’s band (again) when I saw her later on our first day. Brumby actually seemed to be accepting her now. At least her ears were not pinned back! Then a day later Jasmine was back with White Cloud. I hope she can make a permanent break soon.
Mica was really getting big. After a few minutes with them, we left to go set up our camp. I knew I would see them again.
We continued down the road to our camp site. On the right I saw Coronado’s Band and Baja’s band. It was interesting this time to see so many of the bands close by each other, actually forming a big group of 2. They would graze together and follow each other to the water. It was all very peaceful.
I was happy to see Dove and her foal, a beautiful filly. She seemed healthy. We watched her nurse and then run around and play.
Baja and Washakie’s filly Meadowlark, was beautiful. We spent a while watching these two bands together before they moved on.
After setting up our camp, Amber and I decided to head back down to the pond and see who was there. On our way we saw Teton and his band.
We heard thundering hoofs and turned to see Galaxy and his band galloping down the hill. I am always in awe when I see this beautiful stallion. He seems to be such a good band stallion already. Well, he is Lakota’s son after all.
We watched them go into the woods. I knew they were heading for the pond.
When we got there we saw that Galaxy had beaten us there and was wet from the water. Coronado and Baja and their bands were there too.
Duke and his band were above us.
We stood on top of the hill above the pond, next to some trees. I like to watch from up here. I feel if I am down right next to the pond, I would interfere with the natural behavior of the horses. This is the only water source for these horses now. I like to be as unobtrusive as possible.
The next band to come was Bolders. Baja and Bolder had a little discussion, but otherwise it was pretty quiet for a few minutes. Amber and I were concerned with their interaction, only because little Meadowlark was so close by. It ended in just a few seconds though.
Bolder’s band did not stay long and started to head up the hill towards us.
We heard someone in the trees above the pond and saw 3 bachelors walk out. Irial, Goldrush’s son London, and Jupiter. Jupiter had a wound on his right hip.
We watched these boys walk down to the pond and splash and drink. For whatever reason Bacardi decided she was very interested in them. Maybe she saw the wound on Jupiter and wanted to get a closer look. Baja ended that rather quickly.
All of the bands cleared out and we went back to our camp.
Heading towards us was Horizon, Fiesta and Juniper. I call them the Odd Couple. They have been this way for several months now. For a few weeks, Joviana and her colt were with them.
Juniper is one of three buckskins on the mountain.
A little while later, Jackson and his band came by us. The 3 foals had really grown since I saw them last. Jasmine was with them tonight.
I have said before, that if I am patient enough, all the bands seem to find me and go right past my camp. It certainly seemed to be true this trip. Amber and I would see every band walk by us several times in the days that we were there.
Just before dark we saw Knight, Inali and Hernando. Darkness came faster than the last time I was here. It was very dark now at 8:30. Amber and I watched the sunset and the almost full moon rise. This full moon is called a Blue Moon because it is the second full month in the month. I feel lucky that I was able to spend both of them here on top of the Pryors.
I will make more posts about this trip once I get back from the adoption.