Well, I went camping in Central Oregon with my fellow horse lover Abbie! We were really excited when we got to the campsite on Wildcat Campgrounds. But, even better, when we got there her dad surprised us by sharing his experiences and the Wild Horses on the Summits around there. That's when we realized that this would be a trip that had a lot of horses involved.
The next day we went to a nearby Summit and spent about 2 hours searching.... not one horse was spotted. But that didn't sink our spirit. After all we still had three days. We went to our camp and hung out there and went to bed.
The second morning we headed out at 3 am because the horses were less frightful in the early morning. We searches until 9 AM and saw nothing but deer, birds, and cows which were not what we wanted. Abbie and I started to get a little discouraged. But we were still hopeful that we would spot some in the next 2 days.
The third day was yet another Summit and also a no show for the horses. Abbie and I were very upset and couldn't help but think we were bad luck. The next morning we packed think we were going straight home because of the absence of the Wild Horses. The next morning we packed thinking we were going straight home because of the absence of the Wild Horses. Surprisingly we left unhappily to another Summit.
We drove around for about 2 hours and me and Abbie had started complaining about and hour in because we hadn't spotted one single horse the whole trip! I looked out the window with annoyance and that when I saw them. I looked out in the grassy pasture surrounded by big green trees to see a large herd of horses.
I excitedly tapped Abbies shoulder because she was looking at her feet with frustration and pointed to the majestic creatures. We squealed with joy ass the colts pranced in circles around their mothers who were calmly pulling green grass out of the fertile soil. After 3 hours of watching and taking notes on their actions and behaviors her dad basically dragged our bodies into the car and we slowly drove away.
The 3 hour drive home was the best conversation I had ever had with Abbie and that is when I realized something. I loved horses more than anything in the whole world even though I now knew that they not only brought out the best me but the worst. This experience taught me about the importance of patience and a good attitude when it comes to anything horse related. And too me, horses are a symbol of a healthy happy friendship that will stick around me forever, that is me and Abbie.