On my very first pack trip back in 68 or so,we had two mare horses, two geldings, one stud Shetland pony, one uncut jack donkey and three mini mollie mules.The old cowboy that took us was 86 and when he went, all his stock went with him. Going up the mountain.The jack donkey kept trying to mount one of the mares that was in heat.The donkey had a full pack and the mare had my buddy riding her.There was a lot of yelling both from my buddy and the jack.The mare seemed happy.

The Shetland stud was let to run loose and the three mini mules were picketed on a 25 ft line.Two of the three mollies were in heat and every morning we would awake to the Shetland stud screaming while he was mounting the mollies and the donkey was braying because he could not get to the mare.

That was the noisiest camp I have ever been in, but it started my fascination with mules.


If God wanted you to walk and carry things on your back, He would not have invented stirrups and pack saddles