Our Visit to the Rough String, Continued

Mustang Diaries Archive on May 26, 2009, 15:10

Darling and I headed back down the mountain road, disappointed at not getting any close up and personal experiences this time around with wild horses. Second guessing, we wondered if we ought to have gone up to the South Steens instead in an effort to find Dibs, Honor and the Old Dun.

Eyes ever peeled for dead things, Darling spotted this bone hanging from a fence post. For whatever reason, Darling seems to enjoy playing with dead things. The bone found it's way into the trunk and has joined the horse skull we hauled home two years ago.

Later in the afternoon we met