Today’s guest blogger is Kevin Caldwell.
Let me open this up by saying that I am a relative novice to the art of wild mustang
photography. I’ve been a working pro for most of my life, but it wasn’t until May of 2019 that
the intrigue and passion to be with, and photograph these lovely animals began. I’d been
rambling around Inyo and Mono counties in California for quite a few years, and through some
friends I had been told about a fairly large herd that roamed a remote area out near the
Nevada border.
I spent the better part of a day driving up and down the region’s many dirt roads, and finally
around four in the afternoon I spotted the herd. Not knowing how close I could get, I parked a
ways away, and hiked through the sage and rabbit brush until I got within range of my 70-200.
Much to my surprise, the first few shots I got were of this sweet, nursing foal, who quickly
developed an interest in me and what I was doing. This little guy with the big, beautiful eyes
turned into my very first equine muse, and he and his mom hung out with me for a good
twenty minutes.
