Wild Horses in Arizona
One day I was riding my friend's
dirtbike, a KLR400 or something like
that, out in the northern desert of
Arizona.
We came to a dry lake. The ground
was still slightly moist but there was no
water.
To our surprise, there were a couple of
Wild Horses standing there. They
didn't run at the sound of the dirt
bikes.
The horses were so beautiful. But
very skinny. You could count their
ribs. And I knew they must be very
thirst. The temperatures that day were
nearly 90 degrees.
I had a bottle of water with me. I
started walking very slowly towards the
horses, shaking the bottle so that they
could hear it.
The horses were extremely skittish. As
I got closer, they started to snort and
shake their heads. When this
happened I would just stop. After a
minute then, I would resume moving
forward slowly. I talked to the horses
in a low calm voice and shook the
water bottle.
Eventually, I got to about 3 feet.
Camera phone in one hand and water
bottle in the other, I tried to get the
horse to drink from the bottle.


The horse was having trouble drinking,
so all I could do was poor the water
slowly and let him try and lick it as it
fell. I wish I had a cup or a bowl.
They came to that spot looking for the
lake that used to be here. Lord knows
how far they travelled. I know these
few mouthfuls of water couldn't be
enough. But it was all I had.
These horses were so beautiful. My
friend said that wild horses have the
best feet. Domestic horses have
crappy feet and thin hooves because
of walking on the concrete. Wild
horses have magnificent hooves, very
large and thick hooves, very strong.
It's very similar to a girl having strong
nails or very weak nails.
6 months later.... during the monsoon season of July...
Here's that same dry lake 6 months later. No horses were seen on this day.
Henri is a great rider and has no trouble going through the mud. I didn't try it.