Horsemeat — the potential fate of wild mustangs? When I read about this scenario in the newspaper, I feel the overwhelming desire to spend some time with them. This is facilitated by my attendance at a birding convention in Steamboat Springs in northwest Colorado in early June. Some 70 miles beyond this gem on the Yampa River lies the range of one of our state’s four wild horse herds. Ever since a brief trip with my husband a few years back, I have cherished the hope to return.
When I enter Moffat County’s Sand Wash basin, my burning question is whether or not I will see wild equines. Because they range freely, they are not always near the gravel road. I scan my surroundings with binoculars. Piles of fresh horse apples suggest the animals’ proximity, but I have to exercise patience for several miles before a single suggestive silhouette on the northern horizon allows me to breathe a sigh of relief. To my utter joy, this is only the first of many long-tailed, shaggy-maned creatures, especially once I happen upon one of their watering holes, where I witness their hustle and bustle.
The visitors range from loners to groups of a few dozen. Bands of testosterone-laden teenagers wrangle for dominance. Most of their bickering appears playful, but scarred hides suggest more serious horseplay.
Harems of mares with colts are herded by alpha studs who bare their teeth and nip or kick at potential rivals too close for comfort. I am unaware that horses live in traditional family units, but one particular clan convinces me otherwise. It consists of the putative father, the mother, a foal likely born this spring, who is her steady shadow, and a yearling. Even though it seems physiologically improbable, she appears pregnant again, judging by her belly bulge. Those four stick together closely, and he makes sure to keep intruders at leg’s length.
The horses’ routines are dominated by foraging for food and water. Frequent water breaks are essential on this 80 plus-degree day. Each adult requires 10 to 12 gallons daily, nursing mares twice as much. The region’s 7 to 12 inches of annual precipitation, insufficient to meet demand, are supplemented by human hands.
In a landscape devoid of trees, the animals are entirely at the mercy of the elements — scorching sun in summer, cutting cold in winter. Pesky flies cause torment. Hefty breezes create constant clouds of dust. My car and everything in it, myself included, wears a veneer of desiccated earth. During my sojourn I wait out a violent storm in the vehicle. The horses have no shelter from the impressive claps of thunder, intimidating flashes of lightning, and inundating squalls of rain. I imagine them huddled together, with the little ones protected in the center as best as possible.
I relish my twenty-four hours at Sand Wash, where the air is scented by sage each time I brush against the silvery shrubs. I hear only the whistling of the wind and the birds, the whinnying of the mustangs, and the wailing of coyotes at night. But my observations make me question some of my presuppositions. Life for the horses, though free, comes at a price. Certainly it is no picnic. Most herds live in a desert-like environment. Do they enjoy their existence? Would they be better off not having to fend for themselves? Do we keep them wild to support our own romantic notions? Wild steeds in the Wild West?
This question remains relevant in light of a perpetual quandary. Since the passing of the Wild Free-Roaming Horses and Burros Act by Congress in 1971, the Bureau for Land Management (BLM) manages and protects the equines named therein. The program has always been controversial. The horses breed too successfully for their own good. Without predators, their count doubles every four years, necessitating the regular thinning of herds. Sand Wash can sustain about 300 horses, but is shouldered with 600. Captured animals are sold to private buyers promising their humane treatment, but many linger on feedlots, and some die. The practice of darting mares with contraceptives has been hampered by logistics and cost. Cattlemen have opposed the program from the beginning, because of competition for grazing land. Now the current US government wants to reduce spending by at least 10 million dollars, by allowing the horses’ sale to organizations which could resell them to neighboring countries where butchering is legal.
Population densities exceeding available habitat results in disease, starvation, and death. The corpse I see stretched out among the sparse vegetation is a sobering sign. Without question, something must be done. I understand the arbitrariness of considering some animals suitable for human consumption, and of excluding others. For my sensibilities, horsemeat need not, should not be the answer. Birth control and adoption ought to continue and broaden, with the understanding that the adoptees will be treated well.
The 2005 memoir, The Pastures of Beyond, by writer and conservationist, Dayton O. Hyde (born 1925), shows that the present dilemma is not new, but also suggests an alternative approach. In 1988 he used his experience as a cowboy, ranch owner, and horse lover to purchase land and establish the Black Hills Horse Sanctuary in South Dakota for supernumerary BLM quadrupeds. Kudos to him for translating his passion into a dream come true — for him, and for the animals. On page 243 of the first hardcover edition he reflects, “High on the ridges above the Cheyenne River, I see wild horses running in pure joy…I have been able to give the wild horses over ten thousand horse years of freedom, but what is really important is this. There are still some of us who care.“
I admire his dedication and wish for more dreamers and visionaries who care, and who will follow in his (horse)tracks.
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https://tanjaschimmel.wordpress.com/2017/06/22/24-stunden-mit-wilden-pferden/
Beautifully written with outstanding illustrations!
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Thank you so much for stopping by and for commenting.
Best wishes, Tanja
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Nice photos
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Thank you, Diana, even though they are not quite doing the horses justice.
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Amazing photos Tanja! Thank you for sharing your experience and thoughts. It’s an eye opener for sure.
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Thank you very much, Patty.
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I’ve watched a couple of documentaries on the wild horses of the west. I think it was Montana that looking for better ways (than becoming food) for the glut of horses roaming the plains. Their problem is the same as many other non-human animals: humans have irrevocably changed the landscape, including the predators — that would do the job of keeping the herd moving, thinned — that roam it.
For those ‘meat’ eaters out there, why NOT horses? There is a marked hypocrisy when it comes to the exploitation of animals for food. We eat some and love others …
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I salivate looking at that tent by your car in the middle of wide open space. It’s how I’d love to live…
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Me too, Shannon. I am dreaming about traveling from one wild spot to the next, while they still remain…
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I think the problem is similar for wild horses everywhere. If there is rich rangeland, it’s probably used for some “lucrative” purpose, unless other individuals follow Dayton O. Hyde’s steps. I am sure they are out there, and I am grateful for their dedication. But it’s likely only a drop in the ocean, and does not solve the underlying problem.
As far as the meat consumption aspect, it is completely arbitrary. I stopped eating meat a long time ago, but I have not made that leap to veganism like you and your family.
Thank you for your thoughts.
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It is as always a complicated and difficult situation ongoing in many parts of the world where wild animals and locals are competing for limited resources. Do you know the history of these wild horses or have you written a post about that? I am interested to find out whether they became wild over time or are indigenous to the area.
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This is my first post about them. All I know is that this herd started with 65 individuals in 1971. I assume the present horses are descendants of the original herd. I don’t know where the original horses came from. I agree that the problem will only be getting worse, not only for the horses, but for all wild animals, because of loss of habitat and continued human population growth and encroachment. But I still think the immediate question of what to do with “surplus” horses needs to be addressed first.
Thank you for your comment.
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They are amazing and gorgeous. Unlike humans who kill for sport, pleasure and just because they can. Horrifying. I think we should hunt the hunters. It’s the only way to rid the earth of vicious killers who go after the innocent. Apparently, hunters feel they are the only ones to have the right to live. I would like to show them they are wrong.
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I often think homo so-called sapiens is the worst species around.
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Beautiful photos!! And so informative!!
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Thanks for taking the time to read and comment, Valerie. It is much appreciated.
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Wow! They are so beautiful, I am sure they were even more breathtaking in real life as well. I would love to go see them. Were you actually pretty close to them or did you use a long lens camera? Thank you for sharing this information.
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They ARE more gorgeous in real life. I used my camera lens to get close-ups, but the group of four stallions grazed maybe eight feet from the car and did not seem fazed by my presence. It was a special treat to have one band fee about 30 feet from my camp in the evening. I hope you will get to go-maybe during your next visit back in Colorado?! Thank you for commenting.
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This must have been an absolutely amazing experience and you took fantastic pictures as well!
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Thank you for visiting and for leaving a comment, Shelby. It was wonderful and I hope someone will figure out how to provide these amazing horses the place and food they need.
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Such beautiful animals. This looks like an incredible experience. Thank you for sharing.
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They really are. Thank you for your interest and comment.
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Hi Tanja. I’m listening to a Science Friday podcast on wild horses. Fascinating subject matter. The author of ‘Wild Horse Country’ Dave Phillips (CO Springs) comes in around 14 minutes in, if you’re interested. Cheers!
https://www.sciencefriday.com/episodes/october-6-2017/
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Hi Shannon,
Thank you for letting me know. Our local newspaper where Dave Phillips used to be a reporter, ran a book review today!
Enjoy your Sunday.
Best,
Tanja
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I just LOVE your pictures!
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Thank you, Diana. Being among those horses was a dream come true! 🐴
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