August 14th 2010
I had known this day was coming for months. The roundup of
the Twin Peaks horses had been under way a few days before I
was able to go out. I had thought about it a lot and tried to prepare
myself for what I would see and what the beloved horses that over
the years I had grown to love would have to endure. I had no idea !!!
We met at the BLM head quarters at 6 a.m. and followed BLM law
enforcement officers out to the trap site in the Skedaddle Range. I looked
at the vastness of this country where two months before we had ridden 47 miles
on back roads and only found five stallions.
We watched the first band out in the flats, not knowing what to do as
they ran around in circles, unsure of where to go. My heart broke..all of the
work I had done preparing myself up for this, went right out the door. I could not
hold back the tears, and I was not alone. Never in my wildest dreams could I
have imagined the terror that the horses had to be feeling.
They looked tired and I hated what was happening to them...
The young foals struggling to keep up...Horses of all colors, they
were so beautiful...what would their future hold for them...
The helicopter speeds up and moves down closer to the horses, the
closer to the trap corral they get, the lower and faster the helicopter
pushes the horses.
Once over the little ridge, we cannot see the horses enter the trap.
The helicopter pushes them at a full run, so by the time they enter the
corrals, they must come to an abrupt stop, realizing there is no where for
them to go..their freedom is forever gone.
After getting the herd in the trap, the helicopter went back out
and hovered in one place, and we didn't know why, and then we saw a
mare and foal, the mare not wanting to be separated from the
rest of her family, but not wanting to leave her baby behind..
Poor little guy, but what a devoted Mother...!!!
Another group with two young foals in the back..
The lead horse is called a Judius horse, he is held out along the jute fencing,
and then when the wild horses get close enough, he is turned loose and runs
for the catch corral, the wild horses following him...
The end of their freedom, the end of their families...