My sister, Pam, is writing an article that she hopes to get published in either
Coastal Living or a similar magazine on the wild horse rescue efforts in the Outer Banks (OBX). She asked me to join her a couple of weekends ago to photograph Karen, the woman with whom she has been in contact who leads the efforts down in North Carolina.
Our family has been vacationing in the Outer Banks almost every year since we were young children. It is a beautiful, family-friendly area. I always knew of the wild horses, but I learned a tremendous amount of new information in our short trip. Karen spent all Saturday morning with us, explaining the history of the horses, the current challenges, and taking us onto the four-wheel drive area of the beach so we could find some of the wild horses. There is so much information to share, so I hope that Pam's article will in fact be published. Either way, if you ever make it to the Outer Banks, be sure to make a stop at the Corolla Schoolhouse, just past the entrance to the Currituck Lighthouse, to learn more about the Spanish mustang descendants in the OBX or just click
here.

The horses can be found beyond the dunes, roaming the sandy beach neighborhoods, which are only accessible by beach with a 4-wheel drive vehicle. In the winter, they walk around grazing for up to 18 hours a day. Their bodies have adapted to the food that is naturally available in this environment - it is extremely important NOT to feed the horses because food we typically think of horses eating (i.e., apples, carrots, etc.) can make these horses very sick and even kill them.

Karen re-located to the Outer Banks two and a half years ago to take over leading the wild horse rescue efforts. Her husband lives in Pennsylvania and travels to North Carolina every couple of weekends to visit her. Karen is on-call 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. In the rare occasion that she has nothing else to do, you can find her walking along the shoreline in search of seaglass - her favorite beach activity.
We ran into one of the many local wild horse rescue volunteers on our way back to the Schoolhouse after seeing the horses. The picture below this one displays some of the many shells he collected that morning.
This picture displays actual tree stumps that are still rooted in the sand. When the tide comes up, they are buried and you would never know they were there in the first place!

Motion shot from the passenger seat: