Category Archives: OBX Wild Horses

The Only Way To Celebrate

Yesterday was “National I Love Horses Day”.

Well, you know that required a celebration on my part. So we headed off to one of our favorite day trip destinations: Carova Beach, N.C.,  home to the Corolla wild horses.

It was gorgeous day: low 80’s, beautiful blue sky and a nice breeze.

A perfect day for a stroll in one of the many canals.

Or to kick up a little dust.

Motor Man captured me celebrating the holiday.

But then, any day that we visit Carova is “I Love Horses Day” to me.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

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Newest Foal, Breakdown and A Donation

How’s that for a blog post title? I promise: they’re all connected.

Yesterday, Motor Man and I made a trip to the Outer Banks. Normally, our drives to that area include riding along the beach, windows down, listening to oldies, looking for horses. Well, there was that time the alternator on our Tahoe stopped working. And the time we got stuck in the sand.  But those troublesome times are, thankfully, few and far between.

On our trip yesterday, we saw 23 horses, including the third foal born this season (that we know of, so far).  Meet Valor, first seen around Memorial Day.

When Valor was first discovered by the Corolla Wild Horse Folks, they thought SHE was a HE. But a couple of weeks later, on closer inspection, they learned that Valor is a sweet little filly.

I’m happy to have seen (and have photos of) all the foals born this season. It’s so exciting to see the little ones.

After spotting Valor, Motor Man and I continued along with our windows down, listening to our oldies, when suddenly, an alarm on the dash sounded.  And not just a simple “ding”….this was a constant “DING, DING, DING, DING”.  Motor Man looked to see the hand on the temperature gauge “pegged” (as far as it would go).

Houston, we have a problem…. and we’re in an off-road area, nearly five miles from a hard surface road.

Checking under the hood, we discovered that the fitting for the heater hose had broken off. That’s the hole in the picture below. And we had water coming out EVERYWHERE.

In our world, there’s a saying: “If it moves, and it shouldn’t, use duct tape. If it doesn’t move, and it should, use WD-40”.   Thankfully, we had a roll of duct tape among our supplies. And plenty of water to refill the reservoirs.

The tape held until we could get to the nearest hardware store to buy zip ties. (How did we ever live without ’em?)

Everything seemed fine until we were probably about 3/4 of the way home. When we were stopped at a red light, we noticed steam coming from under the hood. Again.

Then it was a quick stop at an auto parts store for a piece of hose, two hose clamps and a freezer plug.

And my McGyver Motor Man once again saved the day by bypassing where the heater hose was supposed to be.

All in all, it wasn’t a bad experience. We weren’t stranded for very long, we had a nice breeze while Motor Man worked under the hood, and we had water and the right tools in our vehicle to do the job.

So now that you know about the newest foal and the breakdown, here’s the news about the donation. You may recall that my blogging friend, Beth Ann, author of “It’s Just Life“, selects a cause each month, and for each comment left on her blog, donates 50-cents to that cause. Last month, she chose the Corolla Wild Horse Fund as her cause. She’s tallied up the numbers, and she and her husband, Chris, will be donating $250 to the CWHF! You may also recall that my sweet Motor Man suggested that he and I match Beth Ann and Chris’s donation, so we will also be mailing a check for $250 to the Corolla Wild Horse Fund. And we’re happy to do so.

Thanks again, Beth Ann, and to all of you who visited her blog to help support “my” horses.

(And this concludes today’s very busy post.)

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Just Another Day On The Beach

Correction: Just Another GORGEOUS Day On The Beach.

It’s been a while few days since I’ve shared wild horse photos, so here are some of my recent favorites.

Although it’s always a treat to see horses by the ocean, sometimes you get the best reflections on one of the “back roads”.

I was excited to, once again, see baby Castano (first discovered on Mother’s Day) with his mom on one of the dunes. Those little legs are really getting long.

You would never guess what had the attention of this harem.  A nearby beach-goer had a radio-controlled vehicle, and although he wasn’t running it near the horses, they were definitely curious.

It couldn’t have been a more beautiful day for photos.

A penny for your thoughts.

And my favorite picture of the day, capturing a playful encounter by the water.

We had the windows down, and our local oldies station (WGH, 1310.  You can listen online too) on the radio. It was amazing to me how many songs we heard related to our surroundings:

“I Can’t Help Falling In Love With You” (‘Like a river flows, surely to the sea’)
“Montego Bay”
“Sitting On The Dock Of The Bay”
“The Swim”
“Brandy” (‘My life, my love and my lady is the sea’)
“Summer Rain” (‘all summer long, we spent dancing in the sand…we sailed into the sunset’)

Just another perfect day on the beach.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Heartbreak And Happiness

About ten days ago, Motor Man and I learned of a scary situation that had happened in the Corolla area, home to the wild horses.

A stallion had stolen a mare and her foal from their harem.  Then, apparently, the stallion perceived the foal (a male) as a threat. Thankfully, someone witnessed the attack, and the Corolla Wild Horse Fund folks were called right away.  Chris, a deputy who lives nearby, responded and stayed with the foal until the CWHF staff members arrived.

The foal, named Chris in honor of the deputy, was removed from the herd and taken to the CWHF rescue facility. Last Tuesday, Motor Man and I planned to be in the area, so we were given permission to stop by to meet baby Chris.

What a sweet, precious baby.

Early last Sunday morning, as Motor Man and I drove onto the 4-wheel-drive area of the beach, we stopped to chat with a deputy who was stationed there at the entrance. He shared the sad news with us that baby Chris’s injuries were too severe, the infection was not responding to treatment, and that he’d had to be euthanized that morning.

Needless to say, I was immediately in tears. A few minutes later, Deputy Chris drove up, and I was able to meet him and shake his hand for all he did for baby Chris. And, as soon as I began talking with him, I cried.

But, although I was heartbroken, we continued on our drive along the beach.

It was a beautiful day to be there…sunny and low 70’s. We saw horses by the ocean, which made me smile.

Two horses were performing synchronized rolling in the sand, which made me chuckle. (Video is jumpy at first because I began filming before we came to a complete stop.)

 

And a third one, just out of camera view, had also just completed a solo “rollover”. ‘Scuse me, bud…you have some sand there on your back…’

We saw a stallion on the dune… I thought of baby Chris and so wish he could have stayed here and grown to be a wild stallion. And I cried again.

But, after several attempts on previous trips,  we were finally able to spot baby Castano, the first foal of the season. Appropriately enough, he was first seen on Mother’s Day. (Baby Chris was the second foal this year.) The name of the beach house beside Castano and family is “Little Bit of Heaven”. So that made me cry. Again.

But I also oohed and aahed and smiled as I watched this baby with his mom. Mixed in with the smiles,  I may have cried a little.  Again.

And my Motor Man held my hand when I cried. As always, he was so patient and waited while I took picture after picture after picture.

Be safe and grow strong, little one….

…while baby Chris runs wild and free in a place even more beautiful than this.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

Birthdays Through The Years

As happens around this time each year, today is my birthday.

And while thinking of what to post about today, I’ve been remembering special birthdays of mine through the years.

During my childhood, there weren’t elaborate parties…usually just a cake (made by Mom) and ice cream with family.

One year, a school friend was invited to join us, and she gave me a bottle of lilac scented bubble bath.  Now, the bubble bath was nice, but what was really special was that bottle.  It was just a plastic bottle, roundish on the bottom, but the neck was really long.  This was around the time that my niece and I loved watching “I Dream Of Jeannie” on tv. And through our world of make believe, that empty bubble bath bottle became our “Jeannie bottle”.

The next special birthday was the year I turned eighteen. That year, I received the best present EVER: I graduated from high school ON my eighteenth birthday.  As someone who hated school, I was one happy girl that day.

Junior year pic; I didn’t care for the senior one

My twenty-first birthday was spent at the beach at the Outer Banks.  And I thought my mom would probably like to talk to me on my birthday. Those were the days before cell phones, so I went to a nearby phone booth and called to talk to her.

Not a picture from that trip, but the same era

A few years later, on my birthday just twelve days before Marshall was born, I was having complications with the pregnancy, so I celebrated that one in the hospital. No problem at all: my sole purpose in life at that point was doing whatever was necessary to get him here safely.

Eleven days after that birthday spent in the hospital, and just hours before Marshall arrived

The birthdays since have been spent in various ways…. low-key and celebrating with family and friends.  Motor Man usually treats me to a special outing around the time of my birthday.

A few years ago, when he asked what I’d like to do, I suggested taking a wild horse tour.  At that time, we didn’t have a four-wheel drive vehicle, so we booked a private tour with the Corolla Wild Horse Fund. It was so educational and fun: we were hooked. This little one soon joined his mom who had strolled down that path to the left.

Three years ago, we went parasailing in the Outer Banks (wait, that was on HIS list, not mine).

Two years ago, we went for a steam engine ride with special friends Bev and Bill and Pam and Dave.

And, last year, Motor Man took me to meet April, the giraffe.

This year, we don’t have any trips planned.  Yesterday we went to the Outer Banks to see “my” horses , and I’ll share more about that on Wednesday.

Meanwhile, today, I’m celebrating with my two guys, and the coming days will be more gatherings with friends. I am so blessed to have a loving family and special friends in my life.

As I’ve said before, I believe the older you get, the longer birthdays should last.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

For “My” Horses

When I began blogging nearly eight years ago, I had no idea how many new friendships would result. Although we haven’t met in person YET,  one of those newfound friends is Beth Ann, whose blog is It’s Just Life.  And meeting in person one day is in our plans.

Beth Ann does something really unique with her blog.  Each month, she selects a charity and posts about it on the first day of the month.  THEN, for each comment left on her blog posts throughout the entire month, she and her husband donate 50-cents to that charity.

And…..I am SO happy to announce that, for the month of June, Beth Ann has chosen:

THE COROLLA WILD HORSE FUND!!!!

If you know me or have followed my blog for any length of time, you know just how special the CWHF is to me. There are some dedicated folks involved in that organization, and their sole purpose is to care for the wild horses of the Corolla/Carova area.

Just last week, a foal had to be removed from the herd after being attacked by a stallion (not his sire).  He’s been named Chris, in honor of the deputy who stayed with him until the CWHF folks could arrive on the scene. Chris, the foal, is now being cared for at their rescue facility, and requires round-the-clock attention. He has a surrogate “mom”, but prefers milk supplement from a bucket (!), and he has wounds that need special attention.  Please send special thoughts for baby Chris to make a full recovery.

I am so excited that Beth Ann has chosen this charity for her Comments For A Cause this month. She hasn’t yet visited Corolla, but as a faithful reader of my blog has been subjected to my many posts about the horses.  And I guess you could say she’s fallen in love with them too.

And I’m also happy to announce that my very special Motor Man said: “Tell Beth Ann that we will match whatever donation she and her husband make to the CWHF at the end of the month”.

So, readers, please visit It’s Just Life, and comment often.

Thank you so much, Beth Ann, for choosing CWHF for your Comments For A Cause charity this month. We can’t wait for you and your Chris (Mr. Diamond), to visit the Outer Banks, so we can take you both on a horse tour.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Wild Horses By The Atlantic

You may recall that, a couple of years ago, Motor Man and I randomly met a sweet couple  (Renee and Mike) from Ohio on the beach at Carova. Renee was taking pictures of the horses, and….so was I (imagine that).  We “hit it off” and became Facebook friends.  They return to the Outer Banks once or twice yearly, and we drive down to spend some time with them while they’re in the area.

From my blog posts, you already know that Carova is a magical place for me. Renee feels the same way. Last week, they were at the beach on vacation, so Motor Man and I spent last Tuesday with them.

It was The. Perfect. Day. on the beach. The wind was from the west, which meant the flies were annoying the horses (not a good thing), but that also brings the horses to the water’s edge seeking relief. We lost count of how many horses we actually saw, but we’re guessing  70+.

When you have that many harems in one location, there are going to be “dust-ups” among the stallions. Although one of those looked pretty serious, thankfully neither horse seemed to be injured.

There was action everywhere; too much for Renee and I to capture with our cameras, although we certainly tried.

This won’t be the smoothest video you’ve ever watched, but I didn’t edit it. I thought those of you who’ve never been to the area would enjoy seeing not only the horses by the ocean, but also them running up on the dunes. I caught a couple of encounters among the stallions in this, including one kicking up his heels down by the water around the 30-second mark. (There is sound, but depending on your browser, that may not work. For me, it works through Edge, but not AOL.)

Motor Man and I didn’t think to take our tripod, so we asked a stranger to take a couple of pictures of us.

Hmmm….these two look a little guilty about something.

Mike and Renee are so much fun; we always enjoy our visits with them. After our amazing time on the beach, they treated us to lunch before we headed back home.

We’re already looking forward to their next visit, and can only hope the horses are as plentiful then as they were this time.

~These Days Of Mine~