Wild Horse Corrals

Name this photo! It's Winsday!

Hooray! So glad the photo showed up for everyone yesterday. Hopefully today's will work, too.

Yesterday, as we drove into Burns, City Boy noticed a trend. All the men were wearing cowboy hats. They were also wearing cowboy boots. And, to Darling's utter delight, there were spurs on those cowboy's heels! The whole thing appeared to be unsettling to City Boy, especially when he spied one of them jingle jangle jingling his way into the quilt shop.

Of course, Darling and I found it all quite natural, and tried our best to explain to City Boy that we ought to just get him some boots and spurs for his visit so that he would fit in. However, he declined, saying there's no way we were ever dressing him up in boots and spurs. Guess there's just too much city left in my boy!

Cliffs in the Steens Mountain area near Burns.

Antelope above Frenchglen in the Steens Mountains.

We drove up a long, winding road yesterday, past the Narrows and Frenchglen, up to where the Steens Herd Management area is. While we never spotted any horses, we did see this herd of antelope, plus a small herd of deer.

Since I was up before everyone else this morning, I snuck out early and headed back to the corrals. Among the many pics I got, there was the red roan. Isn't he just lovely! I'm certain I heard City Boy say, "Okay, bring him home" in between his protests. Darling can back me up on that. Not that we can bring him home in the car. However, the BLM is holding an adoption close to home in June....

Red Roan gelding.

Geldings in a pen at the holding corrals.

That's it for tonight! We're spending the night in Pendleton, home of the Pendelton Roundup. Tomorrow we're going to drive up to see the Whitman Mission. From there? Who knows? And don't forget to leave your name for the photo!