We rode beach cruisers for miles through the maritime forest without seeing a single horse, although we saw and swerved to avoid frequent signs of their recent presence. Arriving back at the Ranger station, I walked to the shore and spotted a group of four horses not thirty yards to the north.
A powerful stallion roots in the sand
A gangling colt totters after his sire
They worked their way toward us and actually passed under the ferry dock, paying little attention to the onlookers. Although there are several ponds on the island, they seemed content eating the salty vegetation along the shore.
