Love those heehaws and snorts, but Death Valley aims to become a ‘no-burro zone’

As the sun set on a landscape of scruffy mountains and sweeping plains, 20 wild burros watched Mark Meyers with ears erect.

They had reason to be quizzical: Meyers and his hired hands were building traps around their muddy watering hole.

Amid the clatter of hammers and occasional heehaws and snorts…