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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~

 

 

 

 

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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~

 

 

 

 

 

 

No Two Are The Same

Every trip we make to the Outer Banks is different: the condition of the ocean and the sand, how many horses we see, where we see them, whether we interact with any other visitors on the beach…

During our last trip, we had a first.

We saw three horses strolling by the water’s edge and drove by them. Motor Man stopped a short distance up the beach, so I could take photos.  (For those of you not familiar with the area, designated parking is in the middle of the beach, and the areas beside the water and beside the dunes are considered travel lanes.)

We noticed a fisherman near where we parked.  He had placed his fishing pole in the sand and was apparently taking a nap.

We wondered what the horses’ reactions would be to this person lying on the beach.

“Hey, dude…..fish biting?”

The fisherman was, apparently, unaware of the first two horses.

In the meantime, another fisherman a short distance away (perhaps this guy’s buddy) yelled something at him. He abruptly sat up as the third horse was walking by him. It was good for a laugh for Motor Man and me, as well as the other fisherman.

“In other news”, we also saw these two beauties, nose-to-nose, on the beach.

And these two apparently waiting for access to their rental.

As I said, our trips to the beach are always different, always interesting.

~These Days Of Mine~

Different Every Time

If there’s one thing we’ve learned in all our travels to the Carova area of the Outer Banks of North Carolina, it is that the beach is different each time.

Sometimes the sand is so smooth, it feels as though we’re driving on the interstate.  Other times, the ride is so rough, it “rattles our fillings”.  The width of the beach depends, of course, on the tide.

In this picture, taken last month, you can see the cottage named “Laughing Gull” in the distance. It’s the one nearest the ocean.  You can tell that the beach is wide enough for vehicles to park in the middle, and there’s room on the dune side as well as the ocean side for at least two lanes of traffic to pass.  The little boy is walking across what is considered to be the highway.

On our most recent trip to the beach (last week), the beach showed the effects of a tropical storm off the coast. There was barely enough room between the cottage and the tide for one lane of traffic. In all honesty, normally, the beach in front of Laughing Gull isn’t quite as wide as it is in the area where I took the previous picture. But, usually, there’s plenty of room for two lanes of traffic between the cottage and the ocean.

The horses aren’t bothered by a storm off the coast. The rough surf just makes for a pretty background for photos.

And on a lighter note, can you imagine stepping outside your door to find a horse under your car port?

So the condition of the beach isn’t the only thing that changes with each trip: we also never know where we’ll spot a horse.

Happy weekend!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

Wilde Horsey Wednesday

*Edited:  The title of this post has been edited due to a trademark issue.

Today, I thought I’d share some photos from our recent outings to the Corolla area of the Outer Banks.

Is it any wonder that this is one of our favorite places for a day trip? On the other side of this dune is the ocean.

Safe to say, the scenery is pretty enough as is, but it’s greatly improved when wild horses are included.

I’m not sure what was happening in this next picture, but I thought it was an interesting shot. (Once again, my photos are taken with a “zoom” lens, then cropped once they’re downloaded.  I’m not nearly as close to the horses as it appears.)

We saw these two up on a dune with quite a congregation of cattle egrets.

Back by the ocean, Motor Man had stopped so I could take pictures, when this beauty came strolling by us.

Ah…..’nuff said.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

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~

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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~