Madeline Pickens and others argue the merits of having a wild mustang sanctuary that creates tours for educational purposes. I always questioned that idea. Education? Who would benefit from seeing the wild mustangs on an “educational tour”? And wouldn’t that exploit them even more?
My argument always has been that the Wild Mustangs are a symbol of the American spirit, if not the American west. Who needs educating on that?? Why exploit the horses more than they already are??
Well, as fate should have it, a reality check hit me square in the eyes last month. I can now say “I See The Light!!”
First was at the Armargosa Opera House in Death Valley. There, they are known to make friends with the wild mustangs. Inviting friends and visitors out to see them, pet them and get friendly with them….
Richard, the caretaker of the Opera House, explained that the wild horses around their place are people friendly and that the friendliness helps with the horses chances for a successful adoption. It also gives the visitor an idea of what we are really fighting for. All in real living color and in the horse’s natural environment.
A second encounter was with a tour group. This time, it was literally face to face with the symbol of the American west. Most of the guests had already heard the media and government’s side of the story. From what they thought they knew to what they saw, is a story all by itself.
Some felt that it’s just a horse. Wild or otherwise, we can see them in almost any state at any time of the year. What’s so special about these?? I can now honestly say they found their answer looking them in the face.
As they watched the horses slowly walk past them, on their route to water, the guests felt a special bond with the animals that they could not explain. A couple of the horses stopped to investigate the two-legged creatures and wondering what they wanted. Posing for pictures before moving on.
My guests expressed a unique sense of honor to be able to walk amongst them, in their natural environment and to see the hierarchy and the heard instinct in play. Not to mention their ability to survive in this rough, unforgiving terrain.
The herd instinct happened when one of the mustangs tried to separate a female from our “herd” and make her part of his own herd. She got a quick education in Wild Mustang 101.
They also saw that these are not skinny, malnourished, near-death creatures in need of help or disposal. Yes, some are bruised and battered from territorial fights. But they were all very healthy horses.
Many now understood that these creatures are more than just a horse. That they may not be native to this land (neither are we), yet they are an important part of it. The wild mustang does belong here. They do not belong in holding pens and definitely not in some midwestern state grazing field.
Most of the questions were from the guests trying to reconcile what they were told to what they were seeing and experiencing. They talked about how they grew up to stories of the west and in their mind saw the mustangs. Now, here they are standing next to one. They were awed by the whole experience…
So maybe Madeline and the others have a valid point that needs to be explored. That people are really hungry to see what they imagined growing up. To let people see the symbol that has inspired so many books, movies and lives. See them in person and in their natural environment.
A sanctuary for the Wild Mustangs. A place that inspires the soul and feeds the imagination. What a wonderful place that would be!




