Day Six

I think David had a pretty good birthday today. We took our time getting ready this morning and headed toward Rock Springs and Green River. We took the Wild Horse Scenic Loop which was about 24 miles long. I'd say we got to about mile 14 on the loop before we realized that we probably wouldn't be spotting any wild horses anywhere. We were looking so hard, too. We kept stopping and thinking that we had seen something, only to find out that it was just a bush or a giant rock. This went on for over half the trip. David even said, "I don't care if a horse comes up to my window, I'm not looking at it!" We were all a little disappointed.

At this point, our eyes were getting really tired and when we saw an antelope, we decided to call it a wild horse and pretend that we had seen one way off in the distance. Finally, around mile 15 or 16, dad saw something far away. We all rolled our eyes and prepared to view a giant rock again through the binoculars, when we looked and realized that there really were wild horses on a hill far away! We all got pretty excited and snapped a few pictures (even though the horses were too far away to see on camera). All of us were glad that we actually DID see something, even if it was in the distance.

Well, it so happened that the road we were on went in the direction of the wild horses. Dad said that maybe we could get a little closer and take better pictures. As we travelled, we stopped and got some better pictures that were closer, but still not as close as we wanted. Then, something amazing happened...we drove up this little hill and as soon as we came down, we saw an entire herd of wild horses right there crossing the middle of the road! Mom counted 19 of them, and they were gorgeous. We started clicking away with our cameras, and drove even closer to them. They got out of the road, but they stood there and watched us as we (I'm sure looking like goons to them) poked our heads out the window to take pictures. Some were just lying down, and we figured this out after a long debate on whether or not they were dead, giving birth, or just resting. We finally decided they were resting because they kept plopping down on the ground.

For the first half of the drive we thought we wouldn't see anything, then they were practically at our window. By the way, David was WRONG...he did look!