Ever since I read Misty of Chincoteague I’ve wanted to visit the barrier islands and watch the pony swim. Or at least watch the ponies out in the “wild”. Of course, the swim only takes a few minutes (it’s only 200 yards) and the ponies are not exactly wild any more, but in my imagination it still seems very exotic. And I still want one of those ponies.
Since a reported 40,000 people gathered this year to watch the 130-odd horses swim the channel, I suspect I might enjoy the event more by looking at the pics.
As in the Marguerite Henry novel, foals are still auctioned off to benefit the Chincoteague volunteer fire department.
Read more about the ponies of Chincoteague and Assateague Islands: