I Left My Heart...

We are home again after a whirlwind trip.  There is much to do before our next adventure.  We have plans to upgrade the new camper as well as finish this year's remodeling project on the master bath.  My heart, however, lingers in Theodore Roosevelt National Park with its wild horses.

We did not find the white stallion nor his band.  An optimist at heart, I consider that good news.  Their territory ends at Coal Vein, so hope springs eternal that he and his band are in the remote high country.

We did, however, discover old friends.  We found the roan and his band near Buck Hill.

It appears that the new birth control program implemented by the park has worked with his mares.  None appeared to be pregnant.

The roan's aproned mare and her two-year-old filly pictured below.

We discovered several new bands with some precious yearlings.

We also found a lone, grey stallion with blue eyes.  We discovered him just minutes after he had been put in place by the black stallion.  

The young grey one appears to be a two-year-old, probably recently ejected from his mother's band.  Already, he shows signs of a difficult life, harboring a myriad of scars from recent battles.

We will visit again next fall with more stories to tell.  Theodore Roosevelt continues to intrigue!