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My recent trip to Utah was filled with emotions. There were so many highs and lows, twists and turns, my head was spinning. But, in the end, I wasn't there for me. I was there for the wild horses in hopes to bring their issues to light and help promote adoption, and with that comes the good and the bad.
Three big, bay, geldings, and a butternut squash of a mustang mare walk onto a beach…
I actually don’t have a joke for this, but for anyone who knows what Flax looks like, it was a hilarious sight to see her chumming around with such big horses.
Now Flax is from the west, The Pryor Mountains in Montana to be exact and now she lives with me on our little farm in New Jersey. Being from the shore, I wanted her to see the beach, and feel the power of the ocean. I wanted her to experience the sand under her hooves, breathe in the salt of the ocean air, and feel the wind through her mane as she gallops on soft white sand. Romantic right? Derrr.
4 women from all over the country, 1 hotel room, 5 days of constant interaction, well isn’t that a terrifying thought? Hah! It was anything but. Why? Respect. Love. Passion. Strength. Individuality. Humor. These traits are all a common thread among us. A thread that will bind us in a friendship that few people will ever understand. And why were we thrown together? We were on a mission, to find all 163 horses in the park. Did we succeed? Nope. But we were damn close! Between laughter, stories, sadness, and 4 AM wake up calls we found and felt the heartbeat of the land, the land that the wild horses of Theodore Roosevelt National Park call home.
“GUYS! Do you hear thunder?!” We stopped talking and listened. We heard hooves. Pounding hooves moving at a fast pace from behind us, but couldn’t see below the hill.
This Mustang’s Life is kicking off a brand new series “10 Questions With ______” with the one and only Deb Lee Carson! Deb, an accomplished wild horse photographer sure has a way with words and the camera. She lures you in with her stories and takes your breath away with her images.
Deb was kind enough to answer my questions, and I was blown away with her answers. Enjoy this post, because I surely did :)
Everyone please welcome my first guest blogger, Jonathan! Jonathan is a mustang advocate who knows the subject in and out. Whenever I forget the name of a horse in the Pryors he’s the man to go to! Which is perfect for me because I wanted to learn about Flax’s past, and I only had to ask him. Enjoy a very in depth look into my little Flax’s life on the mountain when she was wild. Let’s see if you can read all this info in 30 seconds and in one breath!
Flax was born in 2005 to Looking Glass and Tonopah's 1996 golden dun son Baja and Sitka and Shaman's 1994 golden dun daughter Washakie. Flax is their first offspring. She left her parents in early 2007 as a two year old and found herself with the dark bay stallion Morning Star and his band where she spent the entire summer...
I’m not an expert in horsemanship, but I’m learning to speak the language. I’m 33 years old, and for 32 years I thought I “knew” horses. But the truth is, I only knew what the textbooks told me. For years I drove to a barn, got on a horse, rode around for a bit, jumped off and went on my merry way.
For my first post I want to tell you the story of how I came about adopting Flax and Valor.
You see, I was only suppose to adopt one horse and one horse only. But according to fate, it had a different plan for me. Flax and Valor ended up in my life at the same exact time, and I wouldn't have it any other way. This is how my herd of 3 (Matilda, Mike and I) became a herd of 5.
