"Wild horses" he said, pointing to the east as we breezed down the highway towards town.
An evenings stay in the local Super 8 and warm baths for the boys awaited; but they could wait a few minutes.....a gravel turnout provided ample opportunity to safely pull over.
The boys kept watching Curious George, as I tried to capture a few images.
The horses weren't so curious though and started to drift away...
The pictures I captured aren't fabulous, but it was fun to try.
Wild horses; couldn't drag me away.