Dan Flores

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Gunfighters · Ep. 39: The River That Flowed From Nowhere, Part II | The American West · 28 Jul 2026 podcast

The next morning, Captain Sparks, riding ahead with the Indians, spied the blue uplift of conical mountains on the eastern horizon.

And by that afternoon, we made camp in a place where the river cut directly through the most westerly range of them.

These ranges of peaks, for there are several scattered one from the other across the plain, are not a spur of the western Sierra or Mexican mountains, nor are they lofty.

We ascended to the topmost points of several of them, including the highest peak in the main cluster, and measured an elevation by barometer of 2,400 feet."

The peaks of these mountains thus lie below the lowest surface we measured on the tablelands of the Llano.

They present the appearance of immense piles of granite blocks, a mineral not seen elsewhere on Red River.

Their vegetable clothing is oaks and cedars only, though the main range preserves on its height spacious meadows glowing orange in the sun of the knee-high bunchgrass of this country.

We found elk and buffalo plenty about these mountains, but no animal caught our attention in this region so much as the droves of wild horses, here in vast numbers.

Knowing the president's fascination with the subject, I took special pains to observe them.

In its wild state, the horse naturally segregates into droves or maniatas, as the old horse catcher Talapun calls them, each ruled by a stallion whose chief occupation seems the difficult work of keeping his harem together and adding to it by theft and seduction if he can't.

Ungroomed, the wild horse presents a striking sight, its mane flowing below its neck, its forelock extending to its nostrils, and its tail sweeping the ground.

The eye is glowing and alert.

Though small, many appeared exceedingly well-made, and they present all the colors of hounds in a Virginia kennel, the tan with black mane and tail predominating.

Given the value of horses in the United States, these immense droves are already being sought out by our hunters, who stealthily avoid the Spanish patrols and corral them or trade metalware to the Indians for them.

A famed horse catcher named Nolan drove thousands of these prairie steeds to the States before losing his life to the Spaniards.

Irrespective, descending the river, we thrice met with hunters engaged in the wild horse trade.

On November the 14th, following a night when the north wind lay four inches of snow across the country, our descent of the mountain fork of the Red River took us to its confluence with the main stream and to our own campsite of September the 18th to 20th.

Here Cordero and his people

anxious to join their companions wintering in the deep canyons far up the river, begged to take their leave of us.

Notwithstanding certain minor frictions which had developed from so long a travel together, Mr. Freeman honored them with a feast and dance which lasted for some until the morning planet glowed a molten silver in the rose sky.

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