I had hoped to get a lot closer to the wild ponies, but it didn't happen this time. I would also love to photograph them splashing in the ocean. My photos of the ponies somehow came out looking like watercolor paintings, which definitely adds to the pastoral effect.
On our first morning on the island, we took our breakfast out onto the hotel's deck, to enjoy the peacefulness of dining next to the calm water. And then I noticed we were not alone on the deck.
I blinked and squinted and could not for the life of me figure out if this thing was real. It was completely, totally still. (That's chapter one of the predator's handbook. Stay still with your mouth open and maybe something will just wander on in.)
Freaky, right? He was gone later. The next morning, there were two there, hoping a guest would toss them a mini muffin from the continental breakfast buffet.
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