Once at Cottonwood Pass, we weren’t mounted on our horses and mules and ready to set off into the unknown wilderness that lay ahead for several hours. The horse I was given was a dapple gray named Ears. Ears was aptly named considering the fact that his ears flopped sideways and swayed in time with the his gait. He was a horse that was prone to falling asleep the minute I dismounted and greatly enjoyed apple cores. Bobby was given a mule named Sweeper. She had lovely eyes and used them to size Bobby up pretty quickly. Lets just say…
Horseback Riding in the Sierras, Travel Day
After years of Bobby hearing about my horseback riding adventures in the Bob Marshall Wilderness in Montana he decided that he wanted to join me on a horseback adventure through the wilderness. We looked at a variety of options including riding in Yellowstone, the Sierras, or doing the same trip I’d already done in the Bob. We decided to go with the Sierras trip for several reasons. Firstly it was the most affordable of the trips we were looking at. Secondly, in order to get from the airport to our rendezvous point we would get to drive through Yosemite, a…