When I first began walking towards a group of wild horses in the distance, I had no idea that all of them (and many others) would all pass right by me just a few feet away.

The horses were so far away at first that I thought I'd have a great deal of space to get into a good position. But, in short order there were horses coming from a different direction that seemed keen on walking right up to me. I was out of position, but when these sorts of things happen, I just go with the flow for better or worse.

For the sake of brevity, I'm not including pictures or much about the first group of horses, because they were soon upstaged by two other groups that used the area directly in front of me as an arena for their brief battle.

Posturing made it clear that tempers were flaring. In a flash, the more aggressive brown horse, lashed out at the roan mustang. A sharp bite to the neck prompted an emotional reaction. The main character in this story bit three horses in short succession... the first bite being the most serious and dramatic, with the other two arguably just a show of force.

Unfortunately, I missed out on much better images in a number of ways. I was too low, the sun was behind them and either I let off the shutter or my camera buffered at the wrong time and I subsequently missed a few of the better moments.

If I could do it all over again and magically place myself anywhere without impacting the scene, I would have been on the opposite side of these horses ~100'ish feet from where I actually was situated. This would have put me on slightly higher ground and also on the right side of the light. Without seeing their hooves meet the ground and cast in their own shadow, this was far from ideal photographically, but still super cool to watch up close. I'll take what I can get, and I'm really glad to have had the vantage point that I did.