Post by Corowa on Nov 25, 2011 6:55:11 GMT
Wilgee cut through the fallen timber and scrub near the head of Cascade Creek. She deliberately headed for a particularly thick patch of shrub. She knew the broken ground would make it difficult for a horse or man following to pick up any tracks.
It was no use hiding in the first clump of bush she found. A well-used trail ran up and down the steep incline. Wilgee had already found signs of many horses having passed through here recently. There must be one or two mature stallions that ran here with their herds. Even if they could not find her, they would see her tracks at the bottom of the ridge, where the ground was slick with mud.
As Wilgee moved further uphill, she heard a faint neigh and immediately stopped and swung round. A cream-coloured brumby with four white stockings stood a little way down the track. Wilgee was puzzled. The creamy brumby looked very familiar, and as she drew closer, Wilgee felt a shock of recognition. It was Burley! Yet somehow, the gangly filly she remembered had grown into a magnificent young mare.
“Hail Burley,” Wilgee said and bobbed her head in greeting. “It has been many years since we last met. I almost did not recognise you, so big have you become.”
It was no use hiding in the first clump of bush she found. A well-used trail ran up and down the steep incline. Wilgee had already found signs of many horses having passed through here recently. There must be one or two mature stallions that ran here with their herds. Even if they could not find her, they would see her tracks at the bottom of the ridge, where the ground was slick with mud.
As Wilgee moved further uphill, she heard a faint neigh and immediately stopped and swung round. A cream-coloured brumby with four white stockings stood a little way down the track. Wilgee was puzzled. The creamy brumby looked very familiar, and as she drew closer, Wilgee felt a shock of recognition. It was Burley! Yet somehow, the gangly filly she remembered had grown into a magnificent young mare.
“Hail Burley,” Wilgee said and bobbed her head in greeting. “It has been many years since we last met. I almost did not recognise you, so big have you become.”