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Into the wild... |
People kept asking as we all ~ wistfully ~ said good-bye.
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Yours Truly riding my horse, Sable, with Kirk and Snuffy. |
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Janet and Phantom posing in front of the giant buffalo herd. |
I always put my hands on my hips when I haven't the faintest idea what I'm doing. Gives folks the impression I do! :)
What an amazing experience! Had to giggle a bit when we came back out on the busy road and saw tourists gleefully photographing one lonesome buffalo. I didn't have the heart to tell them what they were missing.
Seriously? You don't have a valet to carry this bag?
I didn't photograph buffalo at all, because I don't care about them. I think the National Park Service should invite Wild Mustangs to graze on these hallowed grounds. Wouldn't that be a sight to behold?
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Me, again, early morning water crossing. I had no idea 4 a.m. existed until this trail ride. |
Of course, no one bothered to tell me, or Janet, that we had to be fed, packed, saddled and ready before the sun came up. (If they had, it's doubtful we'd have gone!)
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Wild Fireweed |
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Wild Gentian |
* It takes 13 years to complete the Chief Joseph Trail Ride, spanning western wilderness from Oregon to 40 miles shy of the Canadian border, where this group was forced to surrender to the US Calvary.
** The Nez Perce Native Americans bred these stunning spotted horses for agility and endurance. Read more on their history.
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