I’ll Meet You There

Among 100 Wild Horses

  The land was bathed in a rose–gold glow. A stillness had settled over the herd, broken only by the rhythmic sound of horses munching. I stood motionless, soaking up the wonder of it all. My camera hung dormant around my neck — the time for taking photos had passed. Soon I would be leaving this special place, this vast 2,000-acre landscape where I had spent weeks walking amongst more than 100 wild horses and burros.

What happened next took my breath away.

I still struggle to find the right words — but words I must find, because what unfolded was one of the most extraordinary encounters of my life. A wild horse came to find me. To understand the magic of what came next, I need to step back nearly a year to the place where it all started.