Howdy Sunday. Today the mules and I start our long journey home. From Hailey, Idaho, where we ended our mule ramble, we head back toward western North Carolina, where we started our journey 7 months ago.

This time, instead of walking, we’re heading up the road in our beloved 1992 diesel Dodge. We would have left sooner but after checking over the rig (1992… Continue reading →

The first one I bought was stolen. The second one I rode 2,200 miles from North Carolina to Idaho. No, I’m not talking about my mule. I’m talking about my Queen Valley Ranch mule saddle.

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Mules Brick and Cracker and I have ridden from North Carolina to Idaho. Now it’s time to go home. Do you know anybody that could haul 2 mules from Idaho back to North Carolina? Yes, of course I’ll throw in for expenses.

A mule voyage that spanned 10 states and included floods, ticks, highway melting heat and nose hair freezing cold ended in snow. Mules Brick and Cracker and I have arrived at our final destination outside Hailey, Idaho.

In to the Final 10 Miles

188 days after setting out from our North Carolina home, the mules and I tackled the final 10 miles to where… Continue reading →

It sure has been great having you along for the Mules West ramble.  Though that journey is winding down, it would be great to stay in touch with you. If you’d like to get a heads up from me every now and then, just sign up for my newsletter. 

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2,190 miles down. 10 miles to go. Tonight, Friday October 18, the mules and I arrived in Hailey, Idaho, the target we’ve been aiming for since we rode out the front gate 6 months ago.

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A few days ago I wrote how my top hat didn’t fit my head like like it used to. Like it’s been worn by another man. A man with a bigger, longer head.

This morning I solved the mystery.

Seems mule Cracker’s been rockin’ some fancy headware behind my back…

The mules and I have arrived at the first town in American powered by nuclear power, Arco, Idaho.

It fit my head when I got married. It fit my hat when I rode out the front gate. It doesn’t fit my hat any more. What the hell’s going on with my top hat?

Some Top Hat History

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Howdy Friday. The mules and I are heading in to the final 130 miles of our Mules West ramble. This week (October 12 – 17) we head back out in to the desert after a wonderful few days resting up with the Humphrey family in Blackfoot, Idaho. From here in Blackfoot, Brick, Cracker and I ride toward Atomic City and Arco.