This is another ride that we did that started tame, ended tame and climaxed in the middle.
The trail pretty much starts on the flat at the trailhead to Pass mountain and follows the mountain to the East (or right). We read that this is the recommended way to tackle this trail because of the middle or saddle section at the top.
This is where the trail starts to get very interesting. There are signs everywhere that bicycles are not recommended.
We met several groups of hikers along the way. I wish that they had the trail etiquette signs that are seen elsewhere explaining to them why they need to give the stock right of way and the proper procedure for getting off of the trail when stock are passing. Both Alan and Ron had to explain this several times to difeerent groups. Either they were just non compliant or didn't know what to do on the narrow edgy sections of trail. After some explaining, we able to proceed with little incident.
This photo is probably the most difficult portion of the trail- The saddle of Pass Mountain.
One of the many switchbacks along the trail
The views from the NW side of Pass mountain were equally amazing!
For the most part, the trail is well maintained and has great views and some good challenges for both horse, mule and rider! Another good one! Thanks Kelly, Ron and Allen for showing this gem to us.
Friday, February 20, 2015
The Boulder Canyon ride
The boulder canyon ride was a pretty hard ride to do on horseback. The trail itself is rated a black Diamond trail and not reccommended for stock. It was hard to follow the trail at times because of overgrown brush and missing rock cairns. If you want to teach your horse that he has to watch where he places his feet, then this is the trail for you. I would rate half of this trail as pretty technical (8.5-9) only because of that. there are long steep downgrades with rock"steps" of 2-3' that will have to be negotiated with steep dropoffs on one side of the trail. BUT IT WAS FUN!
We ran into 2 hikers on this entire ride because of the remotness and trail difficulty.
This is the best that the trail is marked…. It goes downhill from here…..
Lots of rock. This place is aptly named….
Lunch Break and Rest Break
You get a great view of Weavers needle coming back on the 104 trail.
Peg enjoying the fine scenery on this ride!
We saw lots of abandoned goldmines along the trailon the way back to the First water trailhead.
Nearing the end of another perfect day in "Paradise" with great trail buddies!
We ran into 2 hikers on this entire ride because of the remotness and trail difficulty.
This is the best that the trail is marked…. It goes downhill from here…..
Lots of rock. This place is aptly named….
Lunch Break and Rest Break
You get a great view of Weavers needle coming back on the 104 trail.
Peg enjoying the fine scenery on this ride!
We saw lots of abandoned goldmines along the trailon the way back to the First water trailhead.
Nearing the end of another perfect day in "Paradise" with great trail buddies!
Salt River /Suguaro Lake ride
The trailhead is located at the Water Users park for this great ride. There is amble trailer parking there and restrooms available. There are also great barbeques to cook up your lunch if needed. We did this ride twice actually. Once we left from the parking lot and headed West and once we left and headed East making the several mile loop. There are some great training areas on this ride regardless of which way you go.
If you head west from the parking lot, within minutes you can water your horses in the Salt River. There are several places that you can right right up to it's banks which are firm enough for any animal to water at.
After riding in the narrow river section you'll come to wash that you'll follow for about 1 1/2 miles before you start to climb into the most beautiful garden area scattered with native cactus.
We couldn't figure out what this structure might have been used for but, it was a good lunch stop over along the trail.
The horses having lunch and a break.
Once you reach the top of the ridge, there is a steep descent to the roadf below through a rocky section of the trail. Take your time going down this section and you'll be rewarded with excellent scenery!
The trail goes by the Suguaro Dam and resort before coming full circle back to the parking area. Total ride about 4 hours.
Monday, February 16, 2015
The Saga of Maude the mule
I bought Maude from 3M mule and stock company in Beatty Oregon about 6 weeks before we left on this trip. I got to ride her for about an hour on a trailride at their place on the 10,000 acre ranch.
Michael explained how he actually sold this molly to the NPS in the Grand Canyon as a saddle mule because she was a really good ride although they used her on the trail crew to haul gravel down the Grand Canyon to help in the effort of maintaining the trails. The returned her to Michael and Katie at 3M because according to them "She was hard to catch"….
I have to admit the first ride on her was pretty good and she had a terrific 4 wheel Drive capability to her! she was the rock climber that I was looking for. She could also walk out pretty good. I brought her back to their arena and let her loose inside. She was almost impossible to catch and really wary of you walking up to her. I worked with her for quite awhile and was getting better at approaching her. Peg and I talked it over and thought that just maybe it was "having to go to work syndrome" that we've seen in one of our horses everytime I tried to catch him in the field to head out for a 15 mile ride or better. He would be a devil to catch. Given what Maude did for 3 solid years for the NPS; this was understandable and we were hoping to gain her trust and build a relationship with this beautiful animal.
I took Maude home and put her in her own pen. Even went on a few rides on her. To say that she was hard to catch was a gross understatement. Oh I could catch her if she was in a stall but anything bigger took a lot of time and patience. I worked every day until the day we left on our trip. I received several good rope burns when she would bolt off because something or someone scared her. I tried everything.
Well we got down to Arizona and went on a couple of rides. Some technical, some not. One day Peg, Ron and I were going to ride out to a place called Cottonwood Springs.
It was a day with a forecast of 78 degrees which can be pretty warm in the desert where you don't find the shade of the big firs trees that we're accostumed to in the Pacific Northwest. We had an uneventful ride all of the way out. We stopped and gave the mules and and horse water at the spring located there. They all loved the lush green grass there.
Then it was time tohead home. It was really starting to get warm as we followed an old jeep trail which was part of our trail. I took my hat off and attempted to wipe my brow of the sweat that was rolling into my eyes. When Maude saw the shadow of that hat and me wiping my forehead above her , I can only think that she thought that she was about to get beat by that hat. She bolted off at warp speed down the road bucking like a rodeo bronc! She finally managed to dislodge me from the saddle although not completly from her. My foot caught in the stirrup and I was being dragged down that rocky dirt jeep trail for 50 yards. All of the while I was watching out for her hooves so I didn't come in contact with them. Maude kept running , leaving me in a piled up bloody heap in the middle of the road. Ron was able to locate her and push her into a canyon. Just about that time 2 other trail riders heard the commotion and came to assist. One of them was able to walk up to her on his horse and grab the lead rope and put a daly on his own saddle horn. I should tell you at this point I was pretty beat up and hurt good.
I asked the cowboy to not let go of the lead rope or move until I could get back on her. I did get back on and things felt a little tense but tolerable. We walked back out to the jeep trail to continue the trip home. I was not about to take my hat off of my head this time no matter what! We walked for about 10 minutes down the road and things seemed fine . Then, for no reason at all; she started bucking again and bolted! this time there was a pile of rocks along the side of the road and a staghorn cactus in which she stuffed me into head first. This time I was really hurt bad and I watched as Maude ran off towards parts unknown. I laid there for quite some time just trying to get up. This was not good as we were quite a ways from camp. I finnaly was able to get up and could walk so I told Ron and Peg to just head for Camp and I would walk back. Ron was going to come back and pick me up with another horse but, I felt too bad to ride at that point.
I ended up walking all of the way back to camp a couple of hours in the desert heat.
I also had to take a week off from riding before I felt good enough to sit in a saddle. My entire back was black and blue and I had a large hemotoma abve the kidneys. I peed blood a couple of days but, that cleared up. I know that my injuries could've been much worse than they were and for that I am thankful.
After a week, I thought that I would get back on Maude to see if she was over it. We were going to go for a beautiful ride in Bulldog Canyon. We parked at the gravel pit/Trailhead and proceded out from there. The very beginning of this ride is completley surrounded by Cholla Cactus that borders the trail.
For those unfamiliar, Cholla is also referred to as Jumping cactus. and ataches to you or animal and is hard to get off! Well, as soon as I got into this section Maude tensed up and started "dancing" around on the trail. I thought that that day was not a good day for me to get hurt worse than I already was and that I couldn't be able to walk back to camp if I got unloaded again.
I took Maude back to camp and called Michael at 3M to ask if he had another mule to replace her. He didn't at this time and I wouldn't be able to get into his place until the middle of April because of all of the mud.
Peg and I thought about making the 1800 mile trip up to his place to trade Maude out with something more suitable but, this wasn't appearing to be an option. So, we arranged to have her shipped back to Michael at 3M Mules to be rehomed. I don't think that she'll ever be able to become a good saddle mule because she doesn't trust people. I think that she may have been beat by someone or man handled by someone rough. Mules don't forget things like this and can take a long time to forgive. I must tell you that I was never mean to her in any way and I thought that we were building a nice bond between us. I just couldn't handle something that would intentionally hurt you or leave you lying without hesitation. My biggest fear with her came true when she got loose and we couldn't catch her in the desert.
Michael explained how he actually sold this molly to the NPS in the Grand Canyon as a saddle mule because she was a really good ride although they used her on the trail crew to haul gravel down the Grand Canyon to help in the effort of maintaining the trails. The returned her to Michael and Katie at 3M because according to them "She was hard to catch"….
I have to admit the first ride on her was pretty good and she had a terrific 4 wheel Drive capability to her! she was the rock climber that I was looking for. She could also walk out pretty good. I brought her back to their arena and let her loose inside. She was almost impossible to catch and really wary of you walking up to her. I worked with her for quite awhile and was getting better at approaching her. Peg and I talked it over and thought that just maybe it was "having to go to work syndrome" that we've seen in one of our horses everytime I tried to catch him in the field to head out for a 15 mile ride or better. He would be a devil to catch. Given what Maude did for 3 solid years for the NPS; this was understandable and we were hoping to gain her trust and build a relationship with this beautiful animal.
I took Maude home and put her in her own pen. Even went on a few rides on her. To say that she was hard to catch was a gross understatement. Oh I could catch her if she was in a stall but anything bigger took a lot of time and patience. I worked every day until the day we left on our trip. I received several good rope burns when she would bolt off because something or someone scared her. I tried everything.
Well we got down to Arizona and went on a couple of rides. Some technical, some not. One day Peg, Ron and I were going to ride out to a place called Cottonwood Springs.
It was a day with a forecast of 78 degrees which can be pretty warm in the desert where you don't find the shade of the big firs trees that we're accostumed to in the Pacific Northwest. We had an uneventful ride all of the way out. We stopped and gave the mules and and horse water at the spring located there. They all loved the lush green grass there.
Then it was time tohead home. It was really starting to get warm as we followed an old jeep trail which was part of our trail. I took my hat off and attempted to wipe my brow of the sweat that was rolling into my eyes. When Maude saw the shadow of that hat and me wiping my forehead above her , I can only think that she thought that she was about to get beat by that hat. She bolted off at warp speed down the road bucking like a rodeo bronc! She finally managed to dislodge me from the saddle although not completly from her. My foot caught in the stirrup and I was being dragged down that rocky dirt jeep trail for 50 yards. All of the while I was watching out for her hooves so I didn't come in contact with them. Maude kept running , leaving me in a piled up bloody heap in the middle of the road. Ron was able to locate her and push her into a canyon. Just about that time 2 other trail riders heard the commotion and came to assist. One of them was able to walk up to her on his horse and grab the lead rope and put a daly on his own saddle horn. I should tell you at this point I was pretty beat up and hurt good.
I asked the cowboy to not let go of the lead rope or move until I could get back on her. I did get back on and things felt a little tense but tolerable. We walked back out to the jeep trail to continue the trip home. I was not about to take my hat off of my head this time no matter what! We walked for about 10 minutes down the road and things seemed fine . Then, for no reason at all; she started bucking again and bolted! this time there was a pile of rocks along the side of the road and a staghorn cactus in which she stuffed me into head first. This time I was really hurt bad and I watched as Maude ran off towards parts unknown. I laid there for quite some time just trying to get up. This was not good as we were quite a ways from camp. I finnaly was able to get up and could walk so I told Ron and Peg to just head for Camp and I would walk back. Ron was going to come back and pick me up with another horse but, I felt too bad to ride at that point.
I ended up walking all of the way back to camp a couple of hours in the desert heat.
I also had to take a week off from riding before I felt good enough to sit in a saddle. My entire back was black and blue and I had a large hemotoma abve the kidneys. I peed blood a couple of days but, that cleared up. I know that my injuries could've been much worse than they were and for that I am thankful.
After a week, I thought that I would get back on Maude to see if she was over it. We were going to go for a beautiful ride in Bulldog Canyon. We parked at the gravel pit/Trailhead and proceded out from there. The very beginning of this ride is completley surrounded by Cholla Cactus that borders the trail.
For those unfamiliar, Cholla is also referred to as Jumping cactus. and ataches to you or animal and is hard to get off! Well, as soon as I got into this section Maude tensed up and started "dancing" around on the trail. I thought that that day was not a good day for me to get hurt worse than I already was and that I couldn't be able to walk back to camp if I got unloaded again.
I took Maude back to camp and called Michael at 3M to ask if he had another mule to replace her. He didn't at this time and I wouldn't be able to get into his place until the middle of April because of all of the mud.
Peg and I thought about making the 1800 mile trip up to his place to trade Maude out with something more suitable but, this wasn't appearing to be an option. So, we arranged to have her shipped back to Michael at 3M Mules to be rehomed. I don't think that she'll ever be able to become a good saddle mule because she doesn't trust people. I think that she may have been beat by someone or man handled by someone rough. Mules don't forget things like this and can take a long time to forgive. I must tell you that I was never mean to her in any way and I thought that we were building a nice bond between us. I just couldn't handle something that would intentionally hurt you or leave you lying without hesitation. My biggest fear with her came true when she got loose and we couldn't catch her in the desert.
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