Uwharrie Mountains
Mule Pack Saddle Bags: Good Enough to Get Out the Gate
In starting mule trips, good enough gets you out the gate and perfection keeps you at home. This week I’m fitting mule Polly with bags for her pack saddle. They’re not new. They’re not perfect. But they’re good enough to get us out the gate. At least they don’t smell like vomit.
Julia and I are 2 weeks away from heading off on our mule ramble. I’m calling the caper… Continue reading
Covered Wagon Travel: Uwharrie at the Speed of Rice
This week mule Polly and I travel through the Uwharrie Mountains at the speed of rice. That’s right. My faithful travel partner (we’ve traveled together from Canada to Mexico and hauled Special Forces troops under tarps, but that’s another story…) hit the road armed with little more than an old covered wagon and a bag of long grain.
Yep, rice.
