Mustangs
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C-Star
What C-Star lacked in height, he made up for in bulk and muscle. Sturdy and surefooted, he could be trusted to conquer the most treacherous terrain America had to offer. From day one, C-Star was affectionate toward humans and a quick learner.
Stumbles
Bam-Bam
Bam-Bam was a linebacker powerhouse of a mustang. He jumped logs like a mule deer and attacked the trail with furiously quick hoof beats.
Cricket
Heath Weber brought us Cricket in southern Utah. He passed away from natural causes near Jackson Hole, Wyoming. It was very sad to lose a member of the team but satisfying to know that he died in the wild where he belonged, not in a holding pen.
Django
Django had a quick step to cover miles fast and a light mouth to get you there in style. He was the kind of horse you could rely on in any situation.
JR
Just relaxing. Getting down the trail quickly was not a high priority. We often found JR rolling in fields of flowers.
Tamale
Tamale was a no-nonsense, well-made mustang. He suffered a bowed tendon in Arizona that took him out of the trip, except for a few days in Montana’s Bob Marshall Wilderness Complex. His injury flared in the Bob, and he was retired before reaching the Canadian line.
Donquita
Thamer always said that Donquita was the third most famous donkey in the history of the world, behind the donkey that carried Jesus Christ and Eeyore. She was the only lady on the trip and shared mother status with executive producer Cindy Meehl. When horses strayed from the herd, Donquita would bray continuously until we were reunited. She was our guardian and would attack any unwelcome dogs, sheep, or intruders. She never let a bear into camp, and she stood diligently over the gear and food at night. Although Donquita was definitely a princess, her wild upbringing didn’t involve civilized table manners. She would eat anything—cornbread, trail mix, cardboard, plastic spoons—but understandably drew the line at our socks.
Ford
Val brought Ford down from Wyoming. He was the most herd-bound horse of the bunch, which made him a perfect pack horse.
Gill
Gill’s personality was that of a dog. Thamer was even trying to figure out a way to teach him to fetch in the hopes of his being a duck-hunting retriever after the trip.
Simmie
Simmie was a great worker but wasn’t afraid to complain. He’d moan and groan in the morning when it came time to tack up but was one of the steadiest horses in the string.