Category Archives: OBX Wild Horses

One Word Wednesday: Unbridled

Unbridled

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

Worth The Wait

Many of you know that the Outer Banks of North Carolina closed their doors to visitors about two months ago due to the corona virus.

It has been nine weeks…NINE weeks….since we’ve been to Carova to see ‘my’ wild horses.

That restriction was lifted Friday night/Saturday morning at midnight. So guess where our day trip took us yesterday?

When we left home, our skies were bright and sunny. When we got to Carova,  it was pea-soup foggy.

There were lots of folks on the beach, some even in swimwear. But with a temperature around 62, and this fog, they weren’t there to sunbathe, nor to take in the view.

But, we soon found horses on the beach. That’s what WE came to see.

We had to celebrate by taking our picture with them in the background.

Beach hair: don’t care!

And….then….what’s this up ahead in the fog??

EEEEKKK! We just happened upon the third and youngest (thus far) baby born this season.  Meet Amelia and her mom. Amelia was born April 24, making her just a little over three weeks old.

I won’t say how many photos I took of this sweet baby, who was definitely feeling her oats.

And yes, I’m going to share several of them with you.

As soon as we spotted her, Motor Man pulled over at a very safe distance from the two of them and shut off our vehicle. I’m so thankful for a zoom lens on our camera.

And he patiently waited while I oohed, aahed and took picture after picture. We had them all to ourselves, other than the folks who arrived at the cottage beside where we’d stopped.

I was so disappointed to discover that this next picture is slightly blurred. It was my favorite of all I took of her.

And I was even able to get a couple of videos. This first one is so sweet of Amelia, Mom, and a cattle egret. I love how Amelia is nudging up against Mom, then takes off for a quick run.

 

And this next video is of her running laps around Mom. Sound up to hear her cute little whinny.  Motor Man said she looks more like a race horse than a Corolla mustang. (The horn beep you hear is that of the folks who arrived at the cottage locking their vehicle.)

 

So, we had a wonderful trip, and seeing this baby made waiting those long nine weeks to get back to the beach worth it.  Well, almost.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

One Word Wednesday: Soon

Soon

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

“Carovovirus”

One of the Facebook pages I follow is that of Corolla Beach Music. Earlier this week, they posted this meme:

photo courtesy of Corolla Beach Music

(For those of you new to the blog, Carova is the northernmost beach of the Outer Banks of North Carolina and extends to the Carolina/Virginia state line: thus ‘Carova’. It is only accessible by 4-wheel-drive vehicles, and is home to a herd of nearly 100 wild horses.  Motor Man and I consider it our happy place, and make at least a couple of day trips there each month.)

Since we are now to practice social distancing, we thought Carova would the perfect place to visit this past weekend.

We saw seven horses, including this handsome guy. (Photo taken with zoom lens.)

Hopefully, the coronavirus will run its course quickly, affecting a minimum number of folks. We’re looking forward to things returning to normal.

But, til then, we’re good with our Carovavirus.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Remembering Amadeo

If you don’t recall my 2015 post about Amadeo, the rescued wild horse from Corolla, please click on this link, where you can read his amazing story.

When Motor Man, my friend, Donna, and I attended an open house at the Corolla Wild Horse Fund rescue farm the following year, we had the honor of meeting Amadeo.

Donna and I fell in love with that sweet, handsome gentleman.

Last November, Motor Man and I attended another open house at the facility, and I took this picture of Amadeo.  What a sweetheart.

Sadly, yesterday the Corolla Wild Horse Fund posted this  news on their Facebook page:

Several weeks ago Amadeo started to become increasingly stiff in his rear legs and hips, and had begun to slow down significantly. We’d been working with our vet to manage his pain and arthritis but despite our best efforts he fell on Friday night and was unable to get back up. His 40 year old body just couldn’t keep up with him anymore, and he died quickly and peacefully, and on his own terms. He was surrounded in love by his horse friends, Luna the barn kitty, his canine best friend Lucile, and our herd manager and trainer. Yesterday he was lovingly and respectfully buried in his pasture and sent off to run with his ancestors by many of the people who loved him and cared for him over the years.

And they shared this picture of Amadeo on the beach in his younger days.

photo by Corolla Wild Horse Fund

Run wild and free, sweet Amadeo.  You were loved by many.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Limited Access, But Enough

Motor Man and I were hesitant about going to the beach yesterday. That area had some heavy rain this past week, and we knew there would be lots of mud puddles. And by mud puddles, I mean flooded, impassable “streets”.

But we took a chance, deciding that we could at least drive on the beach, even if we couldn’t go behind the dunes (where most of the flooding takes place).

We only saw eight horses, but I was pleased with the pictures I was able to get.

Although it was chilly, it was a beautiful sunny day.

Isn’t this a striking horse? Love the blonde (flaxen) mane and the white feet.

This stallion looked our way as he crossed the road in front of us.  We, of course, were stopped to let them pass.

And then there was this one up on the dune.

Peek-a-boo.

As I was writing this post and thinking back on the day, I was reminded of these lyrics to a favorite (of mine) “oldie”:

“Hi, hi, hi, beautiful Sunday-
This is my, my, my beautiful day.
When you say, say, say, say that you love me,
Oh my, my, it’s a beautiful day.”
(song lyrics by Daniel Boone and Rod McQueen)

~These Days Of Mine~

One Word Wednesday: Escape

ESCAPE

 

~These Days Of Mine~