I kept missing them.
I wasn't camera ready.
We were driving too fast.
It wasn't until we slowed down that we could really look.
And be looked at.
The brumby was magnificent. We kept seeing the signs. The silhouette of a strong, burly brumby on a reflective yellow roadside sign. Would we be so lucky? He stood strong in the middle of the dirt Mereenie Loop road in the Northern Territory. By the time I was ready he had moved to the brush. Keeping a watchful eye on us as we slowed to a stop, taken by its presence. My favorite.
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