At the same time as the prior journal entry, Battle in the sagebrush, a larger group of horses was drifting directly towards me. I was seated on the ground and photographing the duel between the males.

My main objective was to try and get a good opportunity with the little foal, and when I realized how closely that they had drifted -- I turned my attention away from the battle and on the colt instead.

The foal was perhaps the first to realize how close we were to each other, and he took a few steps back closer to his mother. She then also realized that they had grazed right up to me. Instinctively, mother began to lead her foal away and the rest of the group then followed. This had the effect of inadvertently breaking up the fight between the mustangs.

The males stopped battling and joined the group as they trotted around me. After a short distance they all stopped and must have realized that I was of no concern. Little foal decided to take a nap a short distance away, so I took that as my queue to exit stage left.

I only snapped a few shots of the foal, but it was great to be so close for a few intimate shots.