What a happy surprise, Laura, to see you back on board. I missed you.
Thanks for sharing your horse-experience on Boundary Peak. I’ve hiked amongst the wild horses and donkeys around Lake Meade, but I was quite surprised last month when I climbed Mount Rogers in Virginia. The mountain was loaded with wild horses, which the locals call ponies.
I was pressure breathing up a lower slope of Mt. Rogers when all of a sudden four horses came galloping directly at me. They were almost shoulder to shoulder as they charged towards me. I stopped, wondering if they were going to run me over, but they also stopped. They looked and looked at me as I looked at them. About as soon as I pulled out my camera, they turned tail on me, and loped off. I did manage to snap this picture:
Anyway, thanks, Laura (aka Moosie) for coming back and sharing your interesting TRs and experiences!