We camped next to an old, ramshackle cowboy corral on BLM land outside Capitol Reef. The corral was good enough to hold our boys, and roomy enough so they could eat, roll, and lie down whenever they wished.
The post-sunset colors are always unique.
In the light of the full moon, we could easily see what the horses were up to, even in the middle of the night.
Apparently, just hanging around scratching various itches was a nice break for them.
After a night with the freedom to rock and roll, Boss had a serious bad tail-hair morning.