Well, folks – it’s what you’ve been waiting for. At least it’s what I was waiting for, and it happened. Yesterday, we saw ponies. Wild, beautiful, munching-on-nearby-vegetation ponies. Black ponies and brown ponies. Overly friendly with each other ponies. And sure, it was 1 a.m., and here they are just trying to grab a late-night snack – but of course we photographed them using the “night” function on our cameras. The results are so-so, so fortunately, we did spy that one from early yesterday to compensate for the otherwise poor pony pics (see below).
Yesterday was just as fabulous as the days that preceded it. We laid by the ocean, soaking up the sun. We even played catch in the surf, netting us a few burned calories and a discernible discomfort in our arms this morning. Rachel and I both remarked we could’ve stayed on the beach all night, our feet in the surf, the lines in our brows finally fully relaxed. But alas, it was not to be – it was our turn to make dinner!
We prepared spaghetti and meatballs for the crew, along with a light Caesar salad and some garlic bread. We were all stuffed, but had chocolate cake for dessert anyway.
The game du jour was Catchphrase, which I can’t believe I hadn’t played before. It was a total hoot, and what is important is that Rachel and I were on the winning team for both challenges, a lot because I know she drinks milk with her Vitamin every morning. After, she and I retreated to the deck for vodka treats and that’s where we discovered the horses eating below us.
It’s illegal to feed, approach or entice the wild horses here, and for good reason. Doing some research on the lovely animals (only 100 on the island), I found this blog, which gives sad tales of the human carelessness that has led to the death of these amazing creatures.
Also, a quick shoutout to Max, our new friend – a 19 week old Chesapeake Bay Retriever from Mechanicsburg! Drive 400 miles, meet a neighbor. Wild.