I'm working on a mural design right now, so blog essays will have to wait... but I took time off today to ride Walter down in the riverbed, work on training him to walk willingly into the stocks, hose him down and turn him out to roll. It was close to 100 out, nobody else around, nice quiet day on the trails and at the barn.
If you have come over from the muletriptalk blog, thank you for continuing to follow our story. ("Our" = me and mule, Sir Walter the Red.) For new readers, welcome also. This blog is a journal of life after a Long Ride, or perhaps between travels.
In March 2013, I drove a rented car from Arizona to Louisiana, bought Sir Walter, ditched the car, and rode Walter most of the way back home. That journey was documented in another blog, muletriptalk.blogspot.com. (I posted by email from a cell phone as we clopped along.)
Re-entry into "normal life" has been interesting. The reality I left is not the reality I came back to. More about that later.
More about Walter later, too. Since returning to AZ, I've discovered Walter works cattle, races, jumps a bit, knows how to collect himself nicely with a rider who knows how to ask him to do so, and has clearly been shown at some point. He is highly insulted that I have posted none of this on the Internet until now. Mea culpa, little guy! I'll remedy that here, and promise to post flattering photos of your handsome self as well.
So, dear readers, welcome to my world - hope you enjoy the view.