Category Archives: OBX Wild Horses

Here A Horse, There A Horse

It’s been a while since I’ve shared wild horse photos with you, so today’s the day.

When Motor Man and I spot the first horse on one of our beach trips, one of us will usually say: “Well, it won’t be a zero day”. Thankfully, we’ve only had a few of those over the years we’ve been going to see the horses.

On our most recent trip, we set a personal record: the highest number of wild horses we’ve ever seen.  We counted 92….ninety-two.  That’s just about the entire herd. Our beach day started with this gorgeous line-up. There were horses standing by the ocean:

There were horses resting by the ocean:

There were horses by the dunes:

There were horses ON the dunes:

And horses running OFF the dunes:

There were horses in front of sand fences:

And horses by the sound:

There were horses everywhere!

 

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Gypsy Queen, Sasquatch And A Home Inspection

Motor Man and I threw caution to the wind and made a trip to the Outer Banks over the holiday weekend. Although there were LOTS of folks on the beach, traffic was surprisingly not horrendous on our trip there or back home.

It was a most interesting day.  At one point, as we were driving along the beach, Motor Man spotted something tall up ahead and wondered what it could be.  A little later, we discovered what he’d seen.  Quite an unusual sight, indeed.

May I present, The Gypsy Queen:

We were told that The Gypsy Queen is a blending of two different boats, placed on a bus chassis.

Of course, we just had to have our picture taken with “the queen”.

As you can see, an impromptu painting party was taking place when we stopped. We met the owners, local residents, Mark and Kelly, and Motor Man took this picture of me with Mark.

Meanwhile, further up the beach, a fundraiser was taking place for the Carova Fire Department. One way to donate was to purchase a ride on the beach on the Monster Truck, Sasquatch. Motor Man and I thought that would be fun, so we paid our money and climbed aboard.

There were times, however, that we questioned our decision to ride.  “Doughnuts” in a Monster truck on the sand were more than a little scary. Warning: watching this video may cause vertigo! (And no, the police weren’t trying to make a traffic stop; the siren was an option on the megaphone being used to let everyone know about the fundraiser.)

 

But we were happy to contribute to a worthy cause.

We also saw 26 horses, including this beauty, checking out some new construction in the area.

What do you think, Buddy?  Does it pass muster?

A boat on wheels, a Monster truck on the beach, and a horse doing a home inspection……I don’t know that we’ve ever had that much excitement on a day trip to the beach.

~These Days Of Mine~

Returning To The Scene

Our most recent trip to the Carova Beach area of the Outer Banks included a visit with our friends, Mike and Renee, from Ohio.  We met them a couple of years ago on the beach when she and I were both taking pictures of “our” wild horses.

Now whenever they are in the area, Motor Man and I drive down to meet them, and we all go in search of horses together.

We were certainly not disappointed on this particular day: we saw over 50 horses, and the majority of them were down at the water’s edge.

It was a really hot day, so beach umbrellas were in use….by both humans and equines, apparently.

Although we see horses by the water frequently in the summertime, seeing them in the surf is a bit more unusual and always a treat.

“I’ve still got some sand in my shoes on my back.”  This one had just finished rolling in the sand before wading in the water.

I shot this video of him enjoying the water and was really pleased once I uploaded it to the computer.  It’s about a minute and half long, but the very best part comes in the last few seconds. No music with this one, just the sound of the wind and the surf.

We couldn’t let the day end without a picture of the four of us with horses in the background.

And  thanks, Mike, for this one of Motor Man and me; you even got him to smile.

We’re already looking forward to your next visit when we can once again “return to the scene”.

~These Days Of Mine~

It Was Just “One Of Those Days”

Last weekend, Motor Man and I took off for a day at the beach in Carova, NC. And it was just “one of those days”.

“One of those days” when you can’t imagine the sky being more beautiful.

“One of those days” when you can’t stop taking pictures.

“One of those days” when the sky is bluer than blue.

“One of those days” that’s perfect for horse photos.

“One of those days” when you keep saying over and over: “What a gorgeous day!”.

“One of those days” that’s just right for a picnic on the beach with your honey.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

That Westerly Wind

In previous posts about the Corolla wild horses on the Outer Banks of North Carolina, I’ve mentioned that our favorite place to see the horses is down by the ocean.

We travel the “back roads” and often see them there, but there’s just something about wild horses by the water.

We’ve learned that you see the most horses on the beach on days when the wind is from the west.  This isn’t good for the horses, however, because it brings biting flies from inland.  The horses retreat to the water’s edge for relief.

Plus the wind just feels good in their hair manes.

But not all the horses were up for a beach day.  Some were just hanging out back at the cottage.

And it IS spring, so a young man’s fancy is turning to love… and sometimes that means a disagreement among the guys. A couple of notes before you watch the video: my editing skills leave much to be desired.  Also, I love how sleek and gorgeous these stallions are.  Just a few seconds into the clip,the lighter colored horse starts to run. The darker horse rears his head back as if to say: “Oh, heck, yeah. It’s ON!”.  Also, although it looks like I’m really close, my camera lens was zoomed as much as possible, and I was standing in the doorway of our vehicle, so I was safe.

(Sound on)

I’m glad the gal driving that big truck was “heads up”, since one of the horses ran right in front of her vehicle.

Yesterday, it was posted on the Corolla Wild Horse Fund page that the first new foal of the season has been spotted. It’s a colt, and they’re going to have a contest to name him. You know that we’ll be keeping an eye out for him on our future trips to the beach.

~These Days Of Mine~

Just Horsin’ Around

Motor Man and I took advantage of a beautiful spring day recently and headed to the Outer Banks.

The past few times we’ve been, we haven’t seen many horses, but this time we saw 14, including this one enjoying a stroll along the beach.

A few were hanging out on the dunes.

And this one was channeling a Friesian.

Tis spring, so the young bucks are a bit restless; we witnessed much whinnying, rearing up and running.

And this one was apparently looking to check into his accommodations for the week.

~These Days Of Mine~

Stranded

On our most recent trip to the Outer Banks, Motor Man and I had a bit more “excitement” than we would have liked.

For those of you who aren’t familiar with the Carova area of the Outer Banks (where the wild horses are), it’s accessible only by four-wheel drive vehicles.  After driving several miles on the beach,  there are many back roads/streets, but none are paved.  It is NOT a convenient place for your vehicle to “break down”….

We were approximately eight miles “up the beach” when all the alarms on our dashboard began that “dinging” sound. Motor Man looked to see that our voltage indicator was at its lowest point.  It was just a few minutes later that we came to a stop.

Thankfully, within minutes, we were surrounded by a group of local ‘good guys’ stopping to offer their help. (In this picture, you aren’t able to see a huge pick-up truck with jumper cables connected to our Tahoe, charging our battery.)

I should explain that we carry a small portable battery jump box/charger. But, apparently our battery was so “low”, the jump box wasn’t enough to start our vehicle.

Since the alternator was the problem, the guys knew that the battery wouldn’t hold a charge for long. So we needed to hurry as much as safely possible to make it back to the hard surface road before we needed a tow.

And we did….with a few miles to spare. But eventually, the inevitable happened, and the Tahoe could go no further. Thank goodness for our AAA membership, although in that area, our wait was 90 minutes for the tow truck to arrive. They towed us to a friend’s business, and we called other friends, who came to our rescue and brought us home.

BUT. As we were heading off the beach, again, as quickly as we safely could, we spotted up ahead…..five horses down by the water.

That’s my favorite place to see the horses, but since we weren’t able to stop,  this was taken as we bounced along the beach, resulting in the blurry picture.

The alternator was replaced the next day. Motor Man has already purchased a large jump box, which will be in our vehicle on our next trip to the beach.

Although having your vehicle “let you down” is always concerning, especially in such a remote location, the kindness of strangers and friends made this more of an adventure than a hardship. We are grateful.

~These Days Of Mine~