This weekend, for the first time, Motor Man and I took friends on a “Wild Horse Tour” on the Outer Banks. Our neighbor, Susie, has been wanting to see the horses, so we scheduled a 5 a.m. departure time Sunday morning from her beach house.
Susie had two young friends visiting her at the beach: a twelve-year old and her eight-year old brother. All three of them were ready and waiting when we arrived to take them on their tour.
We watched the sun rise as we drove along the beach.
We’d only been on the beach about 15 minutes when we spotted the first horse. (Whew! It would have been so disappointing to not see any horses.)
We drove along the beach up to the North Carolina/Virginia state line. This fence marks the line and extends up on the beach. It’s one of the boundaries used to contain the horses within their protected area.
We saw a total of 41 horses on our trip, including these five, sunning themselves beside the dunes.
We also saw this tiny fawn. We hope Mama Deer was nearby, but we didn’t see her.
This particular dune presented quite a challenge, but Motor Man and the Jeep were “up” to the task. As you might imagine, the eight-year old, being a boy, was thrilled that it took us three attempts to reach the top. Me, not so much.
Motor Man: have Jeep, will find horses.