This is Miriam, updating from Camp Mohawk (so named because it is clearly his herd's territory). I'd better get the horse babble out ofthe way, since basically my reaction since we drove onto the island has been "PONIES!!"
So facts first, the first morning i managed to corner a ranger and pepper him with questions, so Ihave the most important facts. (Though there's still so much I want to know!)
First off,the shipwreck story? Lies! Apparently these little guys are not decended from horses that survived a Spanish shipwreck but are the result of farmers avoiding a livestock tax. The farmers released their
"extra" horses (working horses, no fine Spanish breeding stock) on the island, where the couldn't be counted and, therefore, couldn't be taxed. Old fashioned tax-evasion at it's finest! When they needed a horse or two they'd come to the island and round up however many they needed and swim them across to the mainland. The rest of the herd adapted to life on the island and have been living here ever since.
Today the island is separated into three management areas. The southern part, which is in Virginia, is owned by the local volunteer fire department. They also own the horses in that area (divided from the Maryland area by a fence across the island) and treat them much like a semi-domesticated herd, providing supplemental feed and some veterinary care (according to the ranger I talked to). Every year they do a round up and swim a bunch of ponies over to the mainland where they are auctioned off to the public. This both keeps the herd size manageable and raises (quite a bit of) money for the fire department.
The Maryland portion of the island is designated as a national seashore, with the exception of a small portion that is a state park. This part of the island, and the horses on it, are managed by the park service. They consider the horses to be wildlife and treat them like any other wild species, directly interfering only for humane reasons. Sadly horses are occasionally hit by cars, which necesitates this interference.
The park rangers control the herd population by administering birth control to the mares. I believe (but may be wrong) that this is done via dart. Currently there are 105 horses (106 any day now, one mare is close to giving birth) in the park and they try and keep the herd size between 80 and 110 (I think that's what he said).
So those are the facts! Once my hand uncramps I'll come back with my observations, especially about our campsite herd.
Happy Trails!
Miriam, Fact Finder
Testing, testing, testing.....
ReplyDeleteWe are absolutely loving your blog, Rob and Miriam, and have made five attempts at responding on my iPad -----without success....
So this comment is being posted from my Dell and we are going to keep it short until we know whether it will get posted for you to see.
xxxoxox
Mom
Ahhhh, it is gratifying to overcome the inevitable technology gremlins!
ReplyDeleteOK, so first things first. Diesel has been a perfect gentleman in our house and a loving companion. He appears to have adapted quite well to the shift, and communicates readily with affectionate eyes and an attentive spirit. The best news of all is that Diesel seems to have become respectful of Cleo's space, waiting for her to climb the stairs before making the journey himself and displaying other subtle deferential nods to the old lady. As for Cleo, she has accepted Diesel's presence in the house. When I arrived home yesterday, they both stood together at the top of the stairs to our bedroom to check me out and make the welcome. Very cute.
We only wish that we had a Diesel dictionary! His vocalizations (awake and asleep....) are fascinating and endearing, but we are largely clueless at this early point.
It has rained prodigiously here over the last week or so. Fortunately, the garden is loving the watery attention so we are hoping this will be a good produce year. The newspaper today announces that pick-your-own strawberries are ready! Can't wait to make some fresh jam this weekend.
Your Mazda seems to be riding well. I enjoyed meeting Smitty. He waxed eloquently and in awe of the trip you are on.
Naomi moved a few things into her new room in Olneyville yesterday. Though she packed very lightly, the house seems empty without her presence!
Well, guys, we are deeply appreciative that you are sharing your trip experiences and reflections with us. I read your last three blogs to Dad last night as we were eating dinner. We guffawed and snorted over your cute stories, and we admired your storytelling abilities. We are happy for you both and so very proud.
I'll be sure to forward your blog address to others in the family so that they, too, may enjoy your adventures.
Off to work now but will write again soon.
Love, hugs,kisses, and smiles,
Mom
P.S. Your Dad has just come down and he is waving his hellos to you. He has a miserably prodigious cold so I am not letting him near my keyboard (haha). xxoxoxoxoxxxxxoxox
Hey Guys!
ReplyDeleteMiriam- aren't you the little investigator! I definitely know more about horses than I did 5 minutes ago. Don't think I even knew there were still wild horses (or anything) to be found...everything's become so interfered with, that there is almost nothing "free", "wild" or "untamed" anymore. How close is the new little one expected? Can you guys stay to see it? Is she (the mare) close to where you are? If not, maybe you can "stop by" on your way back if the location is in your traveling path. Sounds like this is a ,spot you guys could travel to for camping vacations in the future...you'll both be old pro's by then! BE HAPPY, STAY WELL & SAFE AND ENJOY EVERYTHING-INCLUDING EACH OTHER!!!!! (BUT make sure you remember to EAT & REST!!) Missing you both very much!
Love,
Ma