Here is a short update on a few Dryhead horses. Thank you so much Lori!
On one of my many trips out to the Dry Head I was wondering, as usual, if I would see any of the horses.
Upon entering the range I noticed Seneca on the side of the road and she was all alone. I pulled off of the road quite a distance from her and just watched her. I wondered where the rest of the “Greeters” were.
She crossed the road and seemed to be on a mission to get over and down to Crooked Creek Bay. I followed her to see if any of the others were down by the water. I did see Hightail there, but not a sign of the two stallions. I knew that they had to be around somewhere.
All of a sudden Hickok came galloping from across the road and had his eye on me.
I had made sure that I stayed quite a distance from the route that he would follow to get down to the girls. I stood quietly and when he realized that I was not a threat he went along his way and joined the rest of the group.
As I slowly and quietly made my way over to the top of the ridge I saw all of the Greeters down by the water. Jesse James must have been hiding from me the first time I looked down to see where Seneca was headed, but there he was looking right up at me!
Hickok and Jesse James greeted each other and had a little discussion, then they all seemed to settle down and went about their business of grazing on the green grasses down by the water. I decided to leave them to their peacefulness and continued my drive into the range.
I did not see any other horses through the entire range.
On my way back through, I unexpectedly saw Kemmerer in a place where I had never seen any of the horses before.
He was magnificent, just staring at me. I am so thankful that he is still free and did not get removed last year. He is a robust and beautiful young stallion. I hope
that someday he can win his own harem and have some offspring on the range.
I pulled over, turned my car off and got out to take a few photos of him. He looked very healthy, and was surprised to see me too.
After a few minutes he seemed fine with me there (I was not close to him at all) and he continued on his mission. He made his way down a steep cliff and got to the bottom where I saw there were lots of grasses for him to eat.
He grazed for a minute then went to a clear patch of dirt and began to roll.
I watched him for awhile and expected to see at least one other bachelor somewhere nearby, but that did not happen. He was alone. I said goodbye and as always, thanked him for allowing me to share this moment with him.
I decided to leave then and make my way back out of the range as I wanted to explore the area where the bodies of Admiral and Kapitan had been left. I found the remains of both horses, but never did find Kapitan’s skull.
Their remains were scattered around the area, and I was surprised to find some hair still there.
I was very sad because it brought back those bad memories of that day. Those awful memories and sights will be etched in my mind forever. I was there that day. So for me, this trip to the range was full of mixed emotions. I was happy to have seen the Greeters and Kemmerer, but sad to have found the remains of those two beautiful horses who died needlessly and horribly almost two years ago.