Wild horses.

 

"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.