“We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there.” ~Pascal Mercier


I could not do it; my brain just could not process the thought of driving over the South Pass fighting the wind. So, self says to self, let’s go see
if we can take one last look for the wild ones and take a more scenic, less stressful, but much longer drive to our next stop, Salt Lake City!


And we did, Bonnie (as in Raitt) and I did, driving down the highway, through backroads, along dirt roads, fighting the wind, but we found wild ponies!
Wild momma’s and wild stallions, alone on the range, with new life, running in the wind.


I made it only as far as Rock Springs late yesterday and decided enough was enough. I mean we have wind back in Minnesota, but not this wind where
the grip on the steering wheel is all there is between you and the ditch. Keep in mind I’m driving a giant black box, a Honda Element, not the
most efficient design, as it took me a half a tank of gas to go 100 miles. Yes, the wind, she wears one down.


“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”~ Marcel Proust and my discovery, here
in these new landscapes filled with wild ones, is a heart that sees the daunting task of finding a place for America’s wild horses, and a heart
that sees their world in a new way, one filled with many people, some who love and some who hate who they are. Then there are those who are trying
to make a difference, those who continue to hold them back, and those who want to help but don’t know how, and more common than not, those who
don’t know they exist, even here in the thick of horse country.


Have an amazing day in your part of the world! Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all your support and for traveling along with me on this journey.
I have met and will continue to meet people from all walks of life, amazing and genuine people! Still and by far…. it is truly up to each
of us/you….to make a difference in the life of a wild horse! Remember that proverbial box I keep talking about? We need to think bigger
and bust our way out of that thick casing because what has been done in the past, it is definitely not working!



Wild Horses


(A wild mare and her week old foal on the range in southern Wyoming.)