crash325
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The great Mule Race - (OK it was not so great. :laughing
We were camped at K.P. cienega See web site at Arizona White Mountains, Camping, K.P. Cienega
I was about 14 & my buddy 15. Dad wanted us to take a horse over the mountain's to ranch down on Eagle Creek. The man were to see was not there, so we went back to a line shack about 4 miles back on the trail, us a little canyon.
Well as kids will do we stated racing, me on Judy mule & him on Susie Q. AS mentioned in the snake thread, mules have a quirk or maybe more.
Off we went him in the lead & me right behind. The trail turned 90 degrees to cross the creek. One of Judy's quirks, once she got her head no matter what she would not turn. Her head clear back in the stirrup & she is going straight until some thing forces her to stop.
My buddy is laughing at me. Then says you just don't know how to ride a mule. My turn - trade mules & the next clear spot & off we go. He had a brand new powder blue Stetson hat. Soon the trail crossed the creek again. Judy mule has her head, & its back in the stirrup again. She goes right through a young pine tree. & only stops when the brush gets so think she can't go any more.
My turn to laugh. New Stetson has bright Green stripes down 1 side. Saw him 30 years later, he still had the hat & was still complaining about it.
Other things went wrong on this little trip, more later. Hope you got a laugh. :laughing:
We were camped at K.P. cienega See web site at Arizona White Mountains, Camping, K.P. Cienega
I was about 14 & my buddy 15. Dad wanted us to take a horse over the mountain's to ranch down on Eagle Creek. The man were to see was not there, so we went back to a line shack about 4 miles back on the trail, us a little canyon.
Well as kids will do we stated racing, me on Judy mule & him on Susie Q. AS mentioned in the snake thread, mules have a quirk or maybe more.
Off we went him in the lead & me right behind. The trail turned 90 degrees to cross the creek. One of Judy's quirks, once she got her head no matter what she would not turn. Her head clear back in the stirrup & she is going straight until some thing forces her to stop.
My buddy is laughing at me. Then says you just don't know how to ride a mule. My turn - trade mules & the next clear spot & off we go. He had a brand new powder blue Stetson hat. Soon the trail crossed the creek again. Judy mule has her head, & its back in the stirrup again. She goes right through a young pine tree. & only stops when the brush gets so think she can't go any more.
My turn to laugh. New Stetson has bright Green stripes down 1 side. Saw him 30 years later, he still had the hat & was still complaining about it.
Other things went wrong on this little trip, more later. Hope you got a laugh. :laughing: