I fell in love with the mare and foal as soon as I saw them.  I was driving the 4WD area along the beach at Assateague Island National Seashore and saw the mom standing over the foal lying flat on its side on the sand, not moving anything except that it was breathing.  I did not know if it was healthy or not. 

I stayed in the car, rolled the driver side window down most of the way, and mounted my camera with the telephoto lens on my window pod. The 70-200mm lens with the 2xTeleconverter gave me equivalent of 140mm to 400mm telephoto.  I took one picture then.

Mom did not seem concerned that I was stopped about thirty feet away.  I sat there for twenty minutes before the foal finally raised its head when jeep drove by between us.   I took another picture while its head was still up.  Then it put its head back down on the sand again.  That was the last shot on that roll, so I loaded a new roll of film and waited.

Ten minutes later another jeep went by and the colt finally stood up, and I started shooting pictures.  I could not stop.  I shot a whole roll of film in the next ten minutes.  Each time I looked through the viewfinder, it looked new to me.  Isn't new life a thrill?  I kept telling mom that she had a beautiful child.

In all the visits I have made to Assateague Island, that is the youngest foal I have seen.  Judging from how woobly its legs were, it could not have been more that a day or two old..

                        Bob Kuhns