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| Tacking up in the back pasture |
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| Farewell my friend - we'll see each other again |
Bittersweet goodbyes to Linda & family. Late start, hot hot sun.
Walter steppin out, so many drivers waving and smiling.Loooong lunch
break under tree at a crossroads. Nice man stopped to talk, ended up
directing us to J. ranch where we are guests tonight, of gracious Ms
Sandra. Even homemade banana pecan ice cream!
Short ride, 7 miles, full packs, Walter handled it well. Felt so good
to be once again homeward bound on a mule... on Walter mule... *with*
Walter mule.
Tonight, offered bed but chose to camp out under the full moon next to
the grassy arena that is Sir Walter's pen for the night. I can hear
him now, grazing near the tent. Crickets droning. Smell of earth, kiss
of wind.
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