Trekking on a little trail, my aunt, mom, cousin and I waited. Soon someone pointed and the sound of thundering hooves came. But it was a false alarm, they were tame horses.
After waiting a little bit longer a new louder pounding noise came.
The ponies then crossed a stream and entered into their holding corral.
Once in, many of the ponies started rolling.
Then a tiny head poked through! He was the only foal in this group.
There's two herds in Assateague. One in the north and another in the south. The herd we saw was the smaller one.
The trip was a blast!
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