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Mule Woody Reaches the Atlantic: Help from the Cochrans

Three weeks after departing Oriental, Woody set hoof in the Atlantic Ocean.

One hoof.

He wasn’t the sea mule I hoped he’d be.

Woody and I arrive at what feels like the emotional start of our journey – the Atlantic Ocean.
Woody and I riding along the surfline. Note how little gear he is packed with. I cut weight as much as possible.
Riding up a sand-blown, wintry-looking beach. Thanks to the Irishman whose name I’ll never know who… Continue reading →