This past weekend, my friend Brianna ( I met her while she was working at the Mustang Center and then a few summers, she joined me on one of my summer camp trips). After learning about her day trip up Burnt Timber, I asked her if she would be willing to write up a short report on her trip. She agreed and below is her account of her day adventure up the roughed road.
It is really good to see the horses, especially the older ones and London. I had learned not too long ago that London had not been seen since late October, so it is really good to see him doing so well. It just goes to show how vast this range is, especially in the winter months when the horses are so spread out. “Missing” horses could just be behind a tree or dip in the land while you pass by them unnoticed. I don’t become too concerned with those who have not been seen, until I see all of the horses on top of the mountain in the early summer. I think Brianna’s photo of London, really captured the best of him. He looks so mature and so much like his father Doc.
Thank you so much Brianna!!
On Saturday I decided to head up Burnt Timber to find horses and see how far I could make it. I know we haven’t gotten much snow this year, but I was really surprised that even halfway up there wasn’t any trace of snow.
As we came over a hill we saw Jackson standing alone right beside the road. We parked the ranger and walked a little bit closer. He didn’t seem to mind our presence and continued to just stand where he was.
We moved on and went as far as we could before the snow drifts got too deep. I’m not really good at knowing exactly how far up I am, but I think we were only a few miles from the top before we decided to turn around. The snow has melted everywhere that there isn’t trees to keep it shaded.
We had only been headed back down for a few minutes when we saw Santa Fe on the left. We parked the ranger and got out.
We thought Santa Fe was alone, and then I saw another horse just over a hill about 100 yards away. It started walking towards us, and then we saw two more horses.
They started running towards us, so we started backing up to the ranger. London and Inali ran all the way up to the ranger before they turned and headed another direction.Naolin wasn’t quite as brave and hung back a little.
The three moved towards Santa Fe, who acted like he wanted nothing to do with them. He quickly walked away, heading further up the mountain towards the snow.
Inali turned to the right and went up the other side of the road, and Naolin followed London who slowly walked around and followed Santa Fe.
We walked over to the hill that they had come over, hoping to find more horses, but didn’t have any luck.