Every time I visit the wild horses, I have to wonder, what is the future of our Wild Horses? Will I be able to take my nieces to spend time with them again, will they be able to enjoy them as adults? Or will they be long extinct like so many animals before them. The wild horses are currently facing an uphill battle. Congress is looking at a bill that would allow the slaughter of horses in holding pens, and the round up of even more wild horses from the range. The wild horse and burro advisory board met earlier this month, and voted to recommend slaughter to the BLM. Ryan Zinke, Interior Secretary, will no doubt embrace a pro slaughter bill since he has proven to hold no value in our public lands. OUR public lands….mine, yours, the American public.
A lot of my photos I took last week reflect the mood I felt at the time, my concern, and sadness for these beautiful animals who just want to live their lives in peace.
I have put all these images on my website, Mary Hone Photography, and I am still donating 15% to the American Wild Horse Campaign. Check out their website for all the latest news, what they are doing to help stop the slaughter of wild horses, and ways you can get involved. You can also donate directly to them through the link.
Of course I’ve been waiting, and wanting to go visit the wild horses since we got back to Utah. Chomping at the bit you could say. This past Tuesday we finally rolled up the RV and drove out there for a couple of days and nights. Such a peaceful, and quite place. Something I really needed. It is however dry, really dry. I don’t think Utah has seen rain for months, too many months. This is a desert state, and I don’t think people realize that.
Anyway, because of the dryness the horses were pretty spread out. There were small herds here and there, they are pretty smart when it comes to survival and managing their resources.
The funnest thing this on trip, was this new little filly. Apparently she was born on Friday the 13th, so she is very young. She is absolutely darling. With her little white knee socks.
As I mentioned yesterday, our Friday drive took us to some beautiful, and also interesting places. After we left the dirt road, we got on Highway 75 and headed towards to Challis. We thought we better get gas in case we decided to do more driving around. On our way there, we drove past a sign that said, Bayhorse Ghost town 4 miles. We love ghost towns, and figured we had better stop. When we don’t have the RV with us, stopping at random places is much more doable. We Drove the 4 miles of dirt road, and discovered that the ghost town is now owned, and managed by Idaho state parks. I am always impressed with Idaho state parks, they are always well maintained, and generally free. Bayhorse was both of these.
Like most ghost towns in the west, Bayhorse was a mining town. In the late 1800’s the town had 300-500 people, and the mining was for silver, gold, and lead. Life would have been harsh here though. The winters can be cold, and snowy.