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Just got a call someone found my girls!!!! Heading back up right now......more to come.Yeah!!!!! best news I could of gotten
This thread sux without a detailed update! I've been wondering about these horsies.... Way cool that someone found them. In good health?-Steve
Hi Mike,Sorry I didn't get to talk to you more when I stuck my head out of the trailer. I had been planning to get up, but "missy" got loose from my makeshift rope halter at midnight and I retied her in the dark in my skivvies! Here's the story from our side:We got to the trailhead late and left early, so I didn't read the flier about the horses, and just glanced at it as we passed in the dark. I figured it was one of those USFS don't-shoot-wolves-or-grizzlies type signs. We started to run into old horse tracks on top of this ridge. At first we speculated--was it a cowboy looking for lost cows or a guide scouting? As we hiked further back, the tracks got fresher. It was clear two horses had been living on this ridge for a couple weeks. The deer hunting was crummy, so we started to poke around looking for horses. Sure enough, after another hour, we head them running off. We started talking so they would know we were people. We took some pictures of them, so we could post them if we couldn't get them out. I grabbed a bag of gorp, and within a few minutes they came in for a snack. Now what? I remembered seing a flier, and my husband and I hoped it said "missing Horses" and would have contact info. The back up plan was to track down someone at the USFS to take them. One horse had broken hobbles, the other a few scratches, so we figured they had broken from camp about the time of the high buck hunt. We decided to walk them out, if they would cooperate. Using a bit of cord I caught the hobbled horse, figuring she was the "leader". Looped it around her neck and lead them off the mountain and to an old trail that lead out. (I must say, that horse was better mannered than my old pack horse, who liked to rub me against trees and walk on my heels.) At the trailhead, sure enough, the flier was about the horses. Some other guys were camped there, and they had good rope, so they babysat the horses while we drove to get a signal (we didn't have to go all the way to town)...and the rest you know. Glad to be of help and I now those two are glad to be back home. We didn't get any deer, but we definately weren't skunked either. Darcy
